Lyrics: Kobe Crawford/Andre Dontrel Burt Jr./Jordan Jenks
Music: Kobe Crawford/Andre Dontrel Burt Jr./Jordan Jenks
Producer: Pi'erre Bourne
[Intro]
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
[Chorus: NoCap]
I can't party on the weekends, b***h, I'm workin'
Won't you die for me? Lil' b***h, I'm perfect
On the way, I lost so many homies on the come up
At the top, it gettin' so lonely in this Ferragamo
Won't you die for me? Lil' b***h, I'm perfect
[Verse 1: SoFaygo]
Woah
I can't pick the phone up, b***h I'm swervin'
I been going hard, but still ain't scratched the surface (Damn)
I had to take off like I was on the run, yeah
I been sittin' here, smoking dope, this shit don't hurt my lungs, yeah (Yeah)
I'll buy you Balenci', baby, if you worth it
Woah (Woah)
'Cause I ran this shit up (Yeah, yeah)
Like [?] faster (Yeah, yeah)
Like the cars that's Aston (Woah, yeah, yeah)
And then I go back Casper (Woah, woah)
B***h, I been dodgin' demons (Skrrt)
Tesla, shout out Elon, inside look like Reese's (Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? B***h)
Left her heart in pieces (B***h)
[Chorus: NoCap, NoCap & SoFaygo]
I can't party on the weekends, b***h, I'm workin'
Won't you die for me? Lil' b***h, I'm perfect
On the way, I lost so many homies on the come up
At the top, it gettin' so lonely in this Ferragamo
Won't you die for me? Lil' b***h, I'm perfect
[Verse 2: NoCap]
I'm home alone, but I keep havin' sold out shows
I like my bankroll different colors like my hoes
They thought I'd be a bum, I'm dripped in Who Decide War
This Tempur-Pedic start to feel just like the graveyard
I always wondered, would you die for me? Lil' b***h, I'm perfect
Smokin' out McDonald's drive-thru in the foreign whip
Only thing up in these denims, couple racks in tip
Bro ain't n***r had abortions, but he come to kid
It's hard on me that we don't speak very often
But long as these voices in my head keep talkin'
Seem like everywhere I go, it feels haunted, huh
Promise, this is not the life I wanted
N***a locked down, fightin' cases, problem that a producer can't beat
Like troddin' on the concrete, you ain't really meant to be in these streets
Should've n***r thought that shit was sweet
Now I'm tryna catch her comin' out the hotel
Flew a bougie b***h back to Mobile
I ain't take the b***h to the club once
[Chorus: NoCap & SoFaygo]
I can't party on the weekends, b***h, I'm workin'
Won't you die for me? Lil' b***h, I'm perfect
On the way, I lost so many homies on the come up
At the top, it gettin' so lonely in this Ferragamo
Won't you die for me? Lil' b***h, I'm perfect
[Outro: SoFaygo]
Uh, uh
Mastering Engineer: Gene Hixon
Vocals: NoCap/SoFaygo