Composer : Nicholas Mira/Danny Lee Snoddgrass, Jr./Tahj Morgan

Lyricist : Julius Terrell

Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid

Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

I'm on some drugs, can't feel my face (Oh, oh, oh)

It's the weekend baby, give me some space

I just popped a molly, she wanna taste (Uh)

Uh, uh, uh, give me some face

Baby, just watch what you say to me

'Cause I'm off the s**ts, oh

I don't know where I am right now

But I'm feeling lit (Woo)

Just tell me right now, is you with the s**ts?

Everything for better with you, in this moment

Said your body off the molly, said you girls [?]

You say we don't know it

Stackin' it up, up, we goin'

Pass the b***h, we tourin'

Level it out, D'USSÉ, I pour it (Woo!)

Pouring D'USSÉ got me in my vibes

I'ma see you on the other side

Bring that ass 'til the end of the night

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I been working scary hours, I need them addys, keep me up

Plaque city was dry, [?] money re-ing up

Damn, think I need to change my state of mind

See a lil' differently, it helps me every time

I'm on some d**gs, can't feel my face (Can't feel my face)

It's the weekend baby, give me some space

I just popped a molly, she wanna taste

Uh, uh, uh, give me some face

Baby, just watch what you say to me

'Cause I'm off the s**ts, oh

I don't know where I am right now

But I'm feeling lit

Just tell me right now, is you with the s**ts?

Is you with the s**ts?

Is you with the s**ts?

Is you with the s**t