Monday Thru Sunday

Monday Thru Sunday Lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti & Gunna]
Turn it up, Kesha
Oogie Mane, he killed it
Yeah, yeah
Check, you know who I’m f**kin’ wit’
Slatt, slatt, slatt
Go, go, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
These niggas so cap [?] G, uh
Got a lil’ bih in my seat, yeah, she holdin’ the piece (Holdin’ it), ooh
Got a lil’ bih in my team, yeah, she holdin’ the heat (What, woah, what)
Put a lil’ bih on a jet (Yeah, what, yeah)

[Refrain: Playboi Carti]
Quarter million in a week (Phew)
All of these hoes are wet (What)
Told a lil’ bih, “Come see” (Yeah)
All of my drip (What)
All of my niggas are gunners (What)
All of my niggas are gunners (What)
Niggas, they runnin’ (What)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Countin’ the money (What, what)
Monday through Sunday (What, what)
Countin’ the money (What, what)
Monday through Sunday (What, what, uh)
Chasin’ those hunnits
Chasin’ that money (Yea)
Monday through Sunday (Uh, uh)
A nigga be on it (What, what)
A nigga be on it (Phew)
A nigga be on it (Phew)
We countin’ this money (What, yea)
Monday through Sunday (Uh)
My diamonds they lookin’ too sunny (What, what)
I be your dad (What)
These niggas, they lookin’ like sonny (Yea, yea)

[Verse 2: Gunna & Playboi Carti]
Walk through that money
Diamonds Dasani
Countin’ some bunnies
Clear though the colors (Yeah)
Hop out the foreign (What?)
Ain’t got a budget (What?)
And Gunna a dog (Check it out)
You lil’ niggas puppies
The Rollie is flooded (Yeah, yeah)
Got [?] hunnit (Huh)
All of my cups, they be muddy (Yeah)
The sh*t that you doin’, we done done it (Check it out)
Put VVS inside of a foreign
I ice out the skeleton, look like Carti (On gang)
I got 75K for a party (Gang)
Come with me and two hoes in a ‘Rari (Yeah)
What? Yeah, yeah, what? What? Ooh
Niggas more cap than G
These niggas like cap, they G
These niggas more cap than G
These niggas more cap than G (Ooh)
f**k a lil’ bih in my seat, yeah (Yeah)
You do more cap than G
Hop in a frog and leap
Hop in a frog and leap
Got a lil’ tool in the seat
All this juice on me (What)
Got a lil’ b**ch with me
Got a lil’ b**ch with me
Got a lil’ b**ch on me
Ridin’ in a new two-seats
They caressin’ my feet
Young Gunna stackin’ these G’s
f**k that b**ch like 1, 2, 3 (Ooh)
Make her count receipts
Better put your thot on leave
Yeah, she tryna f**k wit’ me
Ayy, yeah, yeah, spend that cash through the week
Goin’ on shoppin’ sprees
Rock Off-White in my sleep
I just left the mall, ooh, R.I.P
Rockin’ Vlone jeans, I keep drip on me
Vlone jeans, hold up, hold up, drip on me
When I’m on the scene, TMZ
Follow me, make her follow me (Hold up, hold up)
Up there on the status, but I’m in the street
Up there on the status, b**ch, I’m in the street
Keep it in the book-bag, I keep the heat
You wanna get toe-tagged? Get out the streets
Count up the quarter-millions, that’s in a week

[Refrain: Playboi Carti]
Quarter million in a week (Phew)
All of these hoes are wet (What)
Told a lil’ bih, “Come see” (Yeah)
All of my drip (What)
All of my niggas are gunners (What)
All of my niggas are gunners (What)
Niggas, they runnin’ (What)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Countin’ the money (What, what)
Monday through Sunday (What, what)
Countin’ the money (What, what)
Monday through Sunday (What, what, uh)
Chasin’ those hunnits
Chasin’ that money (Yea)
Monday through Sunday (Uh, uh)
A nigga be on it (What, what)
A nigga be on it (Phew)
A nigga be on it (Phew)
We countin’ this money (What, yea)
Monday through Sunday (Uh)
My diamonds they lookin’ too sunny (What, what)
I be your dad (What)
These niggas, they lookin’ like sonny (Yea, yea)