Asaad (Saudi Money) - Drunk as f** lyrics

[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]