The Airplane Boys - Under The Influence lyrics

[Verse 1 - Bon Voyage] First night back from Coachella, now we riding downtown Maxima and two b**hes, queen street 'bout to go down Hopping out of that, where the city at, on my mind we loved now? Question marks for you, 2 years hard to do going hard with this sound But f** that let's get drunk, we could drink the pain away, we came to celebrate Drunk swerving almost hit a street a car, man these girls wyling need to settle down Parked up, sparked up, looks like we gotta problem out here Man n***as be grilling like we took they girls, if they get closer I swear I'm gonna k** somebody, and you gonna miss everybody I don't give a f** if you MMA, I'm a street fighter n***a from the Scarborough way And if that ain't enough that's CT, Vern, been through it all I ain't scared no one What you gonna do you ain't got no gun, what you gonna do you ain't no gun First swing hurting, hurting, I don't feel sh** cause I'm drunk I swung back, hit that, he fell back 2 more guys jumped in it was done, f** LOL at myself, Mannie had to be trolling I usually come through in peace, if it gotta go down i can't just control itdown [Hook - Beck Motley & Bon Voyage] [BM] Under influences, we just roll up with some b**hes Mixing too much liquor I'm just minding my own business Haters wanna heckle I don't let go is a given Pow, pow, pow, pow I can't stop thinking it, thinking 'bout it, thinking-thinking 'bout it x2 [BV] The influence is real, and I can't control that's how I feel x2 [Verse 2 - Beck Motley] But Alas, one more gla** Forget the pain, but I'll get trashed With my crew, we all get smashed Mixed with a little bit of weed my dude Jamie got stashed away in his glove compartment Mixed with a hella lot of drinks and I lost it Mixed with a hella lot of vomit in the washroom Since I'm hella lot of thinking out the wazoo, true Many of nights, it's just henny of nights Where I'm looking down at the ground afraid of these heights And I'm walking up to haters like I'm ready to fight And I stare em in the eye like you ready to die When he reaching 6'3 and I'm barely 5'5, but i still step to em, Jason ready to ride Can't think clear, fists still gon' fly, and I'm knocked to ground cus my foolish pride Okay dokey, homies ren, josh, jamie, and Osei, know me And they ask me if I'm okay, are you okay, are you okay Mannie?/ Where I go from here, it's just shame, no fear Cobain, rockstar would I disappear No gain, lockdown that would be the end, end and/ Pow pow pow pow Ow, I'm down for count I should've just ignored the motherf**er now Instead I listen to this motherf**er run his mouth Was It really worth to put my friends up in the cut? Andthe nights ruined just all because of what? Ain't worth sh** if you involve who you love, f**.. [Hook] [Outro - Beck Motley] I can't stop, can't stop, thinking 'bout it, thinking-thinking 'bout it