[Verse 1:Baritone]
With a bottle, everybody looks like a supermodel
Because am drunk.. I wonder if you want to f**
Lets go, you said "f** the Haters", well did I mention that I hate hoes?
I did Laundry, shirts faded just like me
Not a wall post but the hoes like me
I'm faded but I ain't talking about a barbershop
Am so high, am flying to the top
Gettin faded like my black pro club
Gettn more faded than my past love
Baritoned and Blown, High not low, Hi not bye
Smile, Red eyes
Can't even text cuz am gone, Magic
It'll be a long one, elastic
Without parents signatures but am gone on a trip
Hours like a gay couple, skipped
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[Verse 2: Baritone]
Can't walk straight but I ain't walking like a f*ggot
Am broke, but still cashed it, so pack it
I can't stop, take away my driver's license
Do what you want, shoutout to 50 tyson
So fly son, icy, hit the c**aine blunts
Cough like a s*ut. There's a lotta smoking and drinking its a gangsta party
Am thinking am more faded than anybody
Baritone is here but I ain't talking about attendance
You already know what it is, apprentice
Call my connect, but I ain't talking about an xbox
Choking like a nympho s**ing on 2 co*ks
Talk about d** too much
Can't feel my face or anything that I touch
Call me dry sh** because I go so hard
Am stoned, but I ain't talking about a graveyard
-Yeah you're having your fun and everything but control your smoking and drinking because you might do sh** you can't take back
Baritone swag