[Intro]
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(Let the band play)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
[Verse 1]
Don't know how I made it home last night, everything a blur (Damn)
Hallucinating, can't remember sh*t, drunk too much syrup (Damn)
Doin' one-thirty down Bellevue, fu*ked 'round and scraped the curb (Woah)
My finger on the trigger (Why?), 'cause I got bad nerves (Okay)
She say she a bartender (What else?), but she just love to twerk
She say can I be her dinner? And she love chocolate dessert
I buy cars likе they bicycles, don't make your nеxt car a hearse
Can't nobody count faster than me, I'm a motherfu*kin' nerd
I stand on top of sh*t, I stamp that, that's my motherfu*kin' word
Hit my blunt, then take a sip, hit the blunt 'gain, and then I swerve
Got so high, I bought a parrot, woke and forgot I had a bird (Hold up)
[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
I been super lit since a jit, that's why you can't tell me sh*t (Naw)
I can't trust nobody, I mean nobody, and I can't love no b*tch (Never)
Dolph about his money, hell yeah, he don't play that (Play that)
My son went to school today in the back of the Maybach (For real, though)
I don't pass my blunts, I roll one up, then I'ma face that (Yeah)
Hit him where it hurt and smash his b*tch and tell him take that (It's Dolph)
Come through in a different foreign every time, I know they hate that (It's Dolph)
You love savin' these hoes, don't you, pussy? Where your cape at? (Yeah, yeah), hah
Gucci North Face boots (Uh), tall ni**a in a coupe (Uh)
Bust the Richard down blue (Uh), fu*k you, you, and you (Yeah)
Shots fired out the roof (Fah, fah)
Fake friends become worse enemies and that's between me and you (Ayy)
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[Chorus]
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