Sabado

[Chorus: Louis Metric]
Damn dude, I feel phenomenal
Every day bitch, Sunday to Sábado
My whole life I've been pushin' on the envelope
I like to do the impossible
Damn dude, I feel phenomenal
Every day bitch, Sunday to Sábado
My whole life I've been pushin' on the envelope
I like to do the impossible

[Verse 1: Louis Metric]
Damn, homie
I'd be goin' dumb off the xans, homie
Except I won too many math trophies
My bitch fit, she bouncin' on my dick like a trampoline
She stay fuckin' up a salad like an anchovy (Ooh!)
Once I get thesе bands on me, I'ma fuckin' buy her so much ice
Shе'll be runnin' from the Zamboni
Have her rollin' in the all-white Land Rovey
Holy moly, lookin' like a young Angelina Jolie
No bologna, you don't know how bad that I want it
How many meals at McDonald's? How many packets of ramen?
How many laps in this water full of fuckin' piranhas?
How many women finna wish that they had sampled the product?
But it's too late, ain't lookin' back for nada
I'm goin' full steam like I sat in a sauna
I'm 'bout to hop in this rocket with my fatass pockets and buy my bitch a fuckin' planet if she want it, uhh

[Chorus: Louis Metric]
Damn dude, I feel phenomenal
Every day bitch, Sunday to Sábado
My whole life I've been pushin' on the envelope
I like to do the impossible
Damn dude, I feel phenomenal
Every day bitch, Sunday to Sábado
My whole life I've been pushin' on the envelope
I like to do the impossible

[Verse 2: Abstract]
Globe trottin' since I turned twenty-two
Bird sung his way out the cage straight through the roof
Got stacks from the notes that I spilled on the page
Got a compound out in Nashville on the way
Need the whole team paid; need my chains in a safe
Need a boat for the waves when I cop a whole lake
'Cause the drip need a runoff when the fit's this hard
No one thought we'd ever make it out a town like ours
Shoulda known I was a bargain back then
Now the ink straight ice from a gold pen (Cold pen)
Lost a couple stacks to my exes
Could have been a couple milli' if we lasted
Tryna take advantage but you half-assed it
Who is this about? It depends who's askin'
Cut 'em all off like a parasite though
No parachute on 'em, hope they perish real slow

[Chorus: Louis Metric]
Damn dude, I feel phenomenal
Every day bitch, Sunday to Sábado
My whole life I've been pushin' on the envelope
I like to do the impossible
Damn dude, I feel phenomenal
Every day bitch, Sunday to Sábado
My whole life I've been pushin' on the envelope
I like to do the impossible