[Intro]
[Verse 1: PacBoi Tank]
Walk around this muthaf**a twisted
Ten shots of that whisky
Two blunts of that sticky
b**h I'm on it, I'm on it
'Bout to one-eye my way home and
Thank God I'm off in the mornin'
If I wasn't I prolly would call in
I'm faded, faded: everything straight no chaser (uh)
Keep them L's up in the air
All the hoes show love to a player
b**h I'm loaded (I'm loaded)
On 6th tryna find my whip
Throwin' up, f**in' up my kicks
And now the walls are spinnin' again
[Bridge] Hold up
Snapped out of that sh**
Backed out of that whip
Hit the truck for some tacos
Had to sober up a lil' bit (f** that)
I ain't tryna go to sleep (f** that)
Y'all lil' n*ggas weak
'Bout to drop ya off then dip off
And go f** with a lil' freak, and
One thing about me, do what the f** I want to
I don't do pills but she on two
And her friend talkin' bout comin' through
I'm wasted (wasted), and we do this on the daily
Give a f** about what you sayin'
This is my life just live yours hater
[Hook: PacBoi Tank]
Drunk as f**, high as f**
We don't give a f** (We don't give a f**)
Drunk as f**, high as f**
We don't give a f** (turn up)
Drunk as f**, high as f**
We don't give a f** (We don't give a f**)
L's up, turn up (b**h)
Drunk as f**, high as f**
We don't give a f** (We don't give a f**)
Drunk as f**, high as f**
We don't give a f** (turn up)
Drunk as f**, high as f**
We don't give a f**, L's up
[Verse 2: Lil Milez]
Look, I twist a sweet before I hit the street (uh)
Still tippin' on 44s
Goddamn I think I'm Pistol Pete
I'm leanin' (I'm leanin')
Red eyes and I'm prolly blue dreamin'
Henny on the rocks is all a n*gga drinkin'
And yo main tryna leave a n*gga this evenin'
Girl you frownin' (you frownin')
Don't piss me off cause I got bad bladder
At the bar and we finna get plastered
Feelin' like magic, abracadabra: I'm a
Pro at this, no rookie sh**
I blow a kiss to her p**y lips (yeah)
She tryna freak in my backseat
Safe to say that I'm p**y whipped, hold up
[Bridge] Let me hit the blunt
And we blow like it's four two oh (yeah)
Same ol' sh**, nuttin' new though (yeah)
Gotta stack money tall like Manute Bol (yeah)
I be givin' y'all the business with no suit on
Finna pull a bunch of freaks and bring a few home
Dick 'em down, kick 'em out
Hold on lemme put my boot on
I'm just sayin' (just sayin')
That's how a young n*gga play it (yeah)
Keep a cigarillo fulla that Jamaican (yeah)
Have a dread-head lookin' half Asian (uh huh)
I'm super high off this weedy
She super drunk off my semen
All I ever do is turn up
Man I swear I'm such a vegan
Call me Milli
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Asaad]
Let's get it
Saudi money, hunned bottles
Room fulla b**hes, and they all models
Just copped a tech nine with the swiss cheese nozzle
And she well mannered, if she f**in' swallow
Get money, f** b**hes
f** b**hes, get money
Said I can give a f** long as my b**hes love me (love me)
Said I can give a f** long as I'm gettin' money (money)
[Bridge] Let's go
Unh, broke boys drink cheap sh** (yeah)
I'm on that pure white Hennessy sh** (yeah)
Three hundred a shot, Louis XIII sh** (shots, shots)
I make this sh** get dark
Friday thirteenth b**h
Rooski and this liq' bag, Ciroc bottles
We gettin' cash, pop models (pop 'em)
Millzy poured a sip, then he hit a lick
I gotta get this money and I'm drunk as sh**
[Hook]