Cla**ic Cris - f**ed Up lyrics

Lyrics- (Fly sky high and I got the clouds inside of my windows) Cla**ic Cris: I'm f**ed up, I am white girl wasted I had like 20 shots of vodka And 30 miller high lifes where is that stupid b**h britney She said she'd be by my side the entire night but I cannot find her oh my god Shut up shut up shut up, shut the f** up right now 'less you wanna pull my fly down, put my python in your mouth Then you better pipe down Powerdrinkin in Colorado only, you phony Promethazine in the punch when Im drinkin with Corey Colt 45's down em in parkin lots, in front of the police eyes N I told you guys I got no fear of dying, cuz I survived So many rides in the car with Justin while he was high We a couple rhymin vagabonds with a bunch of bags of wine So keep your mind open like Cla**ic Cuz you might find yourself in a tab of acid Lucy shroomin addy juice Im feelin like im lucid dreamin Leanin, Im on everythin except reality n sleep b**h Cj: I'm coming from Texas I sip lean for breakfast Like big moe and pimp c, this my reference I'm Whip-pin that Bent-ley I prob-bly done wrecked it She trip-pin on me cuz I give no affec-tion Me and my nig-gas we take a vaca-tion I don't know f** it let's all go to Vegas Weed got me feeling like I'm in the matrix Let's get f**ed up till I hit the pave-ment Some Erk&Jerk and some Paul Mason Little weed with that and some aderall I can't go home, I can barely walk Her friends drove, i can barely talk She gave me dome, bust in her mouth She took the load, then I took off Call the homies, to come pick me up They all Rollin, with double cups I hopped in, they lit the blunt You ain't done yet we got another function We f**ed up some Yeager Bombs Aye pa** the bottle and pa** the bong I love this sh** but it feel wrong Don't touch me I got my own Not drip of the bottle and k** gone I'm f**ed up, faded and I'm gone GKpaypa$tak$: I'm back with this jack its a fifth a wrath in a gla** And I'm sippin faster than rafficas Hit the gas and I'm [w]rappin it up Laughing in it up, half an hour past And there's still half of a blunt, left Right, right, and then another right Had to flip a b**h like the pigs just did With their flashin lights Pa** em by ask em if they can mapquest the Crackhouse I missed the path when I pa**ed out Side of mind in a blackout In this mine with dynamite tryin to raise roof But I'm finding that no ones finding My findings to be the proof So I'm lining every room with these vile and heavy fumes I think I'm blessed, these lines are aimed atchu Dude its suicidal for you to just try and rival this I admit I have been higher than science on vicodin Why O-why am I flying again? What the f** did Cris put inside of that wine Its got me out of my mind and I just lucked up Whats up girl lets give it whirl and get f**ed up You know what? DeeJay: So I haven't been sober since Thursday Im talkin some xo el shroomos and 4play With lashay and her friends from eastide of co Brought their own smoke and they all like to deep throat House look like bang bros thought we were p**n pros Called the next morning to ask if we had more Told her yea for sure just bring some more yo hoes you don't need your morals cos tonight its your world But you got me f**ed up if you thinkin Ima cuff Said that was the only reason why you givin up your stuff Then what was the reason you told me put it in your bu*t Jus what I thought you're thrill searchin like the rest of these s*uts I hate to give it so raw but it happens when Im faded My past got me fragile stay focused and be free or ill be f**ed up like this beat There'll be no more memories and one short on the f e p