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Yeah, 03
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Beat Boy taught me)
We woke up
Intoxicated, I was off of all types of drugs
I'm never sober when I'm in love
I need some type of drugs
I told that bitch, "I need substance"
She keep sendin' me subs
I told that bitch, "I need substance"
And she keep sendin' me subs
So that means I need some type of drugs
Damn, what we on?
Takin' shots and rollin' strong
Mind your business, hide your phone
You came over, no panties on
I can take you places that you say you never been before
Be yourself, don't hide your feelings, make yourself available
Too much gin, lotta smoke
She a fan, I'm a GOAT
Smell the kush on my clothes
Like my hand 'round her throat
Both handle our business though, let's get high in my Benz for sure
Blow me like a whistle, pussy talkin', I'ma listen to it
Why you got an ass like that?
Why you gotta make me spend a bag like that?
Why you blow gas like that?
Make a lil' nigga get an asthma attack
Say she love the kid, my name is tatted on her neck
Pop that pussy for a check
I had her takin' shots when
We woke up
Intoxicated, off of all types of drugs (uh)
I'm never sober each time I'm in love (it's Young Khalifa, man)
I need some type of drugs (this some cap, you wanna smoke with me)
I need some type of substance
She keep sendin' me subs
I need some type of substance
She keep sendin' me subs
So I need some type of drugs
So I hit up my plug
Wanna spend some time with a thug?
Caught her suckin' dick in the club
Type of bitch who don't give a fuck
Fallin' in love
I'm off all type of drugs, oh
She keep sendin' me subs
I need bread and the cheese
I'ma send her in the streets
I need plenty of fees