Club goin' up, on a tuesday
Got your girl in the cut and she choosey

Squad goin' up, nobody flippin' packs now
I just did 3 in a row
Them shows is back-to-back to back now
Put the world on our sound
You know Party and The Weeknd
Ain't got no motherfuckin' time to party on the weekend
Tell Gelo, Bring the juice
We about to get lit
Fill the room up with some tings
One night off and this is it
Always workin' Ot, overtime and outta town
Shit is crazy back home, it kills me that I'm not around
I think we gettin' too deep
Shit I'm talkin' might be too true
Upstairs I got xan's in an Advil bottle, I don't take them shits
But you do, so I got 'em for you
I don't need the pills, I'm just gon' have another drink
And when I'm puttin' work in on a weekend
I'll look back on this and think
How we have the club going up

Club goin' up, on a tuesday
Got your girl in the cut and she choosey

Workin' Monday night, on the corner flippin' hard
Made at least 3 thousand, on the boulevard
I've been workin' graveyard shifts every other weekend
Ain't got fuckin' time to party on the weekend
I've been flippin' in the house, makin' juugs on the highway
I've been ridin' out of state, makin' money like my way
I don't think that I should dance
I'm just gon' have another drink
I'm doin' my stance, you know my molly pink
I got the loudest of the loud, you know my gas stink
My P. O. think I'm in the house
Don't give a damn 'bout what she think

Club goin' up, on a tuesday
Got your girl in the cut and she choosey

And I know I know how I made it on my own
I made my own style, I don't think that I should stay
You know I gotta' go, you're moving too fast
Don't wanna take it slow

Club goin' up, on a tuesday
Got your girl in the cut and she choosey