Drinks On Us - The Weeknd
[Intro: The Weeknd] You know I been on now, then, and I'm next Every year my year, you know I always wanna flex Got a couple villains who can't make it out the set I'll probably sneak a couple on this motherfuckin' jet [Hook: The Weeknd] If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us [Verse 1: The Weeknd] Bet you never seen my niggas pull up to the spot I just signed so many checks my wrist about to pop If you ever talk about me when I'm not around Your girl'll probably tell me when I put it in her mouth Put your wallet in your pocket, bitch you playing Even when I wasn't on, I'm always paying Went from hipsters, now it's models and these singers And my hair be growing like a fuckin' Saiyan I popped a couple pills, I think that I'm Devante I fuck a bitch from Lost and Found like every Monday My jaw line so defined, I'm wildin' like I'm Gunplay You see no white inside my eyes and it's a fun day But when I'm workin', girl, I'm workin' for the millions Girl, when I'm workin', I be workin' for them billions Why your hair down, I ain't trickin', find another sucka These bitches tryna make a living, but [Hook: The Weeknd] [Verse 2: Swae Lee] If ya'll wanna hang out with the gangstas, ya'll go 'head I'm just gonna count a little motherfuckin' bread If ya'll wanna slither with the snakes, then ya'll go 'head I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil I would trick off on your bitch, but she ain't loyal Nothing but love for you niggas riding with no tint Grand total, five digits, make those hoes repent Popped a couple pills, I feel like Johnny Mad Dog I lost a couple friends, I'm tryna get these bands dog You know we in this bitch, we throwin' up them grands, ya'll And once we get that club, we 'bout fun, go ham ya'll My comrades want them mills, my comrades want them millions My comrades want them bills, my comrades want them billions My comrades want that tri, my comrades want them trillions Yeah, we need more than racks, my comrades want them illions [Pre-Hook: Swae Lee] Been provin', you ain't ever goin' up Every time you hit the club, you always fuck it up [Hook: Swae Lee] If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us (turn up) If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us (on us) If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us (said turn up) If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us (baka baka bah bah) [Verse 3: Future] Say my, say my, say my name Switchin' bitches and I'm switchin' lanes When they call last shot for alcohol, I just wanna take my last drink I just wanna sip some clean purple Hit the car lot and just made a purchase I just realized that I am a star, cruisin' my coupe up the boulevard None of my pictures are watermarked Got more water than a waterbar Evian draped me up, nigga Yellow bones suck my nuts, nigga She think it's chocolate but she call me Papi Papi Chulo, I'ma get it poppin' Got some red bottoms on a hottie thottie Put them heels from her nipples, a new karate I just came in like a kamikaze I just walk 'round like a zombie, daddy I don't like bein' in paddy wagons So no remorse, I'm about the fetti Had a few horses come by the telly Eating each other, they get some credit Got commas on commas, I'm really ready I'm really 'bout to pour up on a jet I would never mention niggas names Tell a nigga, a nigga never did exist You niggas never ever been a threat These niggas never get enough attention I just put the bitch on punishment I've been hangin' where the money been I don't know what type of love is this Can you tell me where my dogs at? Put a hollow in your ball cap What type of nigga you call that? When I hang up on you, never call back I'm a money counter, count my own money [Pre-Hook + Hook: Swae Lee] [Outro: Swae Lee] If ya'll wanna hang out with the gangsters, ya'll go head I'm just gonna count a little motherfucking bread If ya'll wanna slither with the snakes, then ya'll go head I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Artist: The Weeknd
Title: Drinks On Us