Chief Keef - Hate Being Sober lyrics

"Young Chop on the beat" [Intro: Cheif Keef] I can spell sober... I'm a smoker... Fredo a drinker, Tadoe off molly water Sober, my b**hes stay sober Sober Damn I hate being sober I hate being sober [Hook: Chief Keef] Damn I hate being sober, I'm a smoker Fredo was drinking, ain't said I want molly water But we can't spell sober Ballout roll up, when we roll up b**hes be on us All the hoes they love smoking, and love drinking Anti-sober, for no reason Cause we can't spell sober Ya know us, we smoke strong boy, watch me roll up Cause I can't spell sober [Verse 1: Chief Keef] On my tour bus we get dumb high you's a floor, boy Fredo got a hangover he toting a Cobra Last night he was shooting sh** up like O-Dog Reesy rolling, Tadoe got hoes on mollies Chief Sosa, Ballout, we high riding 'Raris My b**hes love drinking, some love smoking Let my alcoholic b**h hit the dutch, she start choking Call up D-Money, now we throw money All these b**hes off the sh**s they walk around like some zombies Call up D-Money, now we throw money All these b**hes off the sh**s walk around like some zombies [Hook: Chief Keef] [Verse 2: 50 Cent] We got 100 pounds of this sh**, my stash house with them bricks My pockets filled with them stacks, my b**h be gone off a flat She a hot tamale when she pop a molly, it's time to party, we party hard Drink and smoke it, drink and smoke it, drink and smoke it, we high for sure I came in back of that Rolls n***a I ain't stunting them hoes I trick a b**h to s** dick Trick, what you spend on her, we spend on clothes Too young for me she want Sosa, shooters in the Range Rover That's GBE, when them two-two-threes get to flyin' b**h it's over See my ring chain and my Rolex when I'm flexin' b**h I got to get mine, n***a get outta line, I check 'em See this gangster's sh** done stuntin' to perfection n***a better believe me, I make it look easy [Hook: Chief Keef] [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa] My weed so strong, my cheese so long Roll so many joints soon I might need a lung Spend so many grands that I might need some bands That's your b**h why she acting like she need a man? I'm faded, talking mills cause I made it Talking pounds cause I smoke it Talking game cause I played it I'm wasted, Rozzay that's my favorite OG kush you could taste it Buying Cris' by the cases I hate being sober Don't smell no one smoking Me and my n***as come roll up Believe they gon' fire on you You think you could roll up You smoke by the ounce Well b**h, I smoke by the pound 'cause [Hook: Chief Keef]