The Weeknd - Drinks On Us (Remix) lyrics

Ft: Future, Swae Lee & 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 motherf**in' 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 n***as 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 b**h 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 f**ing Saiyan I popped a couple pills, I think that I'm Devante I f** a b**h from Lost and Found like every Monday My jaw line so defined, I'm wilin' like I'm Gunplay You see no white inside my eyes and it's a fun day But when I'm working, girl, I'm working for the millions Girl, when I'm working, I be working for them billions Why your hair down, I ain't tricking, find another s**er These b**hes tryna make a living, but [Hook: The Weeknd] [Verse 2: Swae Lee] If ya'll wanna hang out with the gangsters, ya'll go head I'm just gonna count a little motherf**ing 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 cheeks onto the soil I would trick off on your b**h, but she ain't loyal Nothing but love for you n***as 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 b**h, we throwing up them grands, ya'll And once we get that club, we bout to f**ing 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 the trees, 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 f** it up [Hook: Swae Lee] [Verse 3: Future] Say my, say my, say my name Twitchin' b**hes 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 purp 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 waterboard I be on it draped me up, n***a Yellow bone s** my nuts, n***a She think it's chocolate but she call me papi Papi Chulo, I'ma get it poppin' Got some red bottoms on a hotty thotty Put them heels [?] knew 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 n***as names Tell n***as n***a never did exist Never ever been a thread These n***as never get enough attention I just put the b**h 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 n***a 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 motherf**ing 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