WASTED

That's the hold up

My bitches always show us

Show us some love

They hate us cause they owe us

You ain't got none

Your mind is filled with gold dust

We're so wasted

We run around the tour bus

I got a purpose

This year sipping gin

Counting money

These stacks I'm cashing in

Just a gold digger

You see the rope on my chain

Bitch I'm Stoli

And I'm tryna ball again

Wasted

I'm feeling wasted

Wasted

Tell me can you taste it

Wasted

I feel so wasted

Wasted

Everything is faded

Say what you want

I still be playing with the drums

Banging on the bus

It hit hard like I'm in Iran

Throw them rocks

Get that 40 with that kick back

Make it cold

Kinda track that bring that bitch back

Cause we be rapping hard

You've seen us trapping hard

All day, all ghetto

Got some fashion I'm a fashion star

Cooking mussels with some caviar

Same clothes I'm not going far

Faith nigga when I go to mall

Faith nigga like a superstar

Wasted

I'm feeling wasted

Wasted

Tell me can you taste it

Wasted

I feel so wasted

Wasted