Chorus…
X2
Friday, Saturday, Sunday…
I’ll probably throw up in your Hyundai…
Imma get fucked up each night…
I won’t even be able to see right…

After school, go home and make a call…
Get this party going lets shake the walls…
So fucked up, I need to get embraced to fall…
Drinking 151 with no chase at all…
Bottle disappeared, but never fear…
I got my dog picking up the everclear…
He’s under 21, but the way I see…
The bitch won’t know that it’s a fake I.D.
Take my lead… We ain’t drinking beer tonight…
But then again we ain’t thinking clear tonight…
I’m bout to kill, but I can’t even steady the gat…
So I drop it to the floor and get ready to scrap…
The alcohol making me angry, put the liquor down…
But without the liquor no one sticks around…
So I gotta head back to the liquor store…
Someone better pitch in so we can get some more…

Chorus…
X2
Friday, Saturday, Sunday…
I’ll probably throw up in your Hyundai…
Imma get fucked up each night…
I won’t even be able to see right…

Wake up in the morning, ready for night two…
But shit, I feel sick, I think I might spew…
Kids passed out on my stairs…
Chunks of puke in their hair…
Nighttime just can come soon enough…
Fuck, just waiting till noon was tough…
The people start arriving just after eight…
The bitches here would make you wanna masturbate…
Go to the store, gotta pick up the Bacardi…
Got out easy, I’m glad he didn’t card me…
I’m amazed at how much shits occurred…
But I can’t really see it cause my visions blurred…
Everything’s hilarious, all this shits a joke…
That’s what happens when Bacardi gets mixed with coke…
With all the liquor in me, I’m so far passed doubt…
But that’s when the night ended, cause I just passed out…

Chorus…
X2
Friday, Saturday, Sunday…
I’ll probably throw up in your Hyundai…
Imma get fucked up each night…
I won’t even be able to see right…

Hangover’s bad, so I gotta drink something yo…
But when I look at the bottle, I see that it’s running low…
Fucking headache remains with the glare in my eye…
And now I gotta break into my parents supply…
Shit, looks like imma be drinking scotch…
But I can’t believe that I didn’t think to watch…
Out for my parents, they came right through the front door…
Saw me sitting on the couch, drinking with some whore…
I knew they saw me, but I still ran my ass off…
Down the fucking street till I turned the gas off…
Looked back, no one was there so I tried to clear my head…
I just that remembered the bottle was still near my bead…
I creeped around back, went in through the basement…
If I still got liquor I’ll risk my life to save it…
I was quiet, but shit I still had doubt…
Saw my parents tryna catch me and I ran back out…

Chorus…
X2
Friday, Saturday, Sunday…
I’ll probably throw up in your Hyundai…
Imma get fucked up each night…
I won’t even be able to see right…