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Good A$$ Weekend
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Good A$ Weekend was released on January 14, 2025 by Baby Profit as a part of the album I00U00WE00
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Release DateJanuary 14, 2025
LabelBaby Profit
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Profit
Baby Profit
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Baby Profit
Baby Profit
Songwriter
BP
BP
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BP
BP
Producer
Jem Supreme
Jem Supreme
Engineer

Lyrics

I come from the bottom, gotta find my way straight to the top
I was servin' dime bags, hidin' dope inside the sock
Middle school, the teacher tried to check me, but the locker lock
After practice, ****, I was thuggin', post on profit block
If you need that za, just pull up on me, all you gotta do is knock
Hit my fuckin' phone anytime when you tryin' to shop
My lil' Jack got skills with that gun, make your car stop
No, he not a doctor but lil' twin, make your heart stop
Me & bro, gotta bnb, bay pull up with your friends
She got three hoes, what that is? That's a three man
Bro went got the bottle, DonJulio, now the freaks in
Money, money all week, now we havin' a good-ass weekend
& the blunt I'm facin', hell naw, I can't even pass this shit
Atlanta Falcons, might as well sign me, cause I complete a blitz
He threw a play, tryna back door, I bet I catch a pick
Lil' ****, but I bet I make your big dawg sit
Shhhh
When we slide, you better not go that way
****, that's a dead end, so you know that shit ain't safe
****, know bout double O, you can get Jack any day
Come through with that glizzy on me, know that bitch up on my waist
Know, I'm takin' off, airplane, I'm the fuckin' pilot
Mechanicsville, post up on that block, my unc geeked off the molly
White bitch, wanna fuck I might just name her Molly
She ain't got no titties, it's okay, cause I'ma buy you a body
Bitch i been staying down, tryna get rich like Roddy
Don't tell nobody how I pop out, ****, I just move silent
I'm counting blues, but all I see is red, ****, I promote the violence
My lil jack, just shh, he might just caught a body
Know, I'm goin' up, they got me fucked up
I ain't throwin' no ones and no fuckin' club
All I need is the hundred fifties and dubs
****, know you would die, cause that ugly ass mug
****, look wrong in the party, give his pussy ass a shrug
Soon he walked outside the door, lil twin gave his ass a slug
Got to calm down for you, baby, I just need a hug
But these, ****, left me down, now I'm goin' the fuck up
Who that is, don't get no fucks alongs, that bitch come with a friend
That bitch gotta be an eight or a nine or a ten
Me & bro's in this bitch, your friends ain't with you, you can't come in
Watch I, pull up in that Benz, AMG, you can't see in
Asking bro, who that is, come inside the fuckin' door
He had grab, the fuckin' stick, cause he like, he didn't even know
I'm like, shit, is he tryin' to shop
****, let me know, he like, hell yeah
What you got? Seven hundred for a bow
Oh you want it for the low? First, where you from, though
Oh, you say you from the east? Shit, I might just tax, lil bro
Cause Southside, that where I'm from, I done trapped at every store
19Jacks, 41 guns, bitch, you know I'm double O
Written by: BP, Baby Profit
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