Yeah, every night it's been the same thing

I get fucked up, scramble my brain

I mix the drank up with the juice, tryna dilute it

I feel like goin' out, but if I ain't got the duce, I ain't included

Yeah, she know I been a loose screw

I don't do no lovin', say you love me, I say, "You too"

I done got it, the same **** bummy, watchin' YouTube

It'll be a long day

Role model ****, you can see me on the runway

Look I'm tryna make sense

The only time you see me now is when I take flicks

My pocket full of old man, baby, I'ma take this

Not worried 'bout your man, baby, he get straight fixed

'Cause I think he a straight bitch

"Have patience," that's what they say but I ain't ever had patience

Blame it on the facin', I been having aspirations

And we gon' get to blazin', **** step up on the basis

Just another night out, fucked up, huh

I'm going under right now, shut up

Would it be dumb if I go down that cup?

I'm feelin' numb, I think it might come up, yeah

I got a bitch out of Florida with white stuff on her nose, yeah

And now I'm recordin', I'm piped up, on the bros

I'm startin' to notice they like us at the shows

I'm startin' to notice, can't wife her, baby, no

Yeah, every night it's been the same thing

I get fucked up, scramble my brain

I mix the drank up with the juice, tryna dilute it

I feel like goin' out, but if I ain't got the duce, I ain't included

I go outside

Takin' hella shots with it, **** might die

I'm goin' to the top with it, **** might fly

Drip all on my body, I'm a fly guy

I get aggravated out my body, I'm a nice guy

Fuck, I know I said I wouldn't lie, maybe I'm just bein' high

I ain't askin' for no slice, but I'ma need a fuckin' slice

I don't need no damn advice, he ran up, I blammed him twice

They gon' need a scan device to find the shit that's on my right

****, if I ain't see that, that's on my right hip

Regular extendo, I've been tryna find the right clip, yeah

I've been geekin', I ain't ever had a light trip

Left him out of sight, R.I.P

I don't want a handout, ****, don't like tips

Had to do this shit up on my own, yeah

Leave a ho, and tell her we could get up when we grown

Talk about that shit when we was kids, I was just 'lone

I don't wanna pick a bone

I would rather be across the country pickin' out a home

Bitch, I'm crossin' it like I'm fuckin' Bonnie, I'ma leave her gone

Yeah-yeah, I want that peanut butter Glock, I like the tone

Yeah-yeah, I might just hit 'em with the Glock, don't like the tone

I done blew up like I'm beefin' with Capone

**** hatin', tell them, screw 'em, they ain't ever made a song

It don't matter, I can't screw up, it done got into my dome

I bought everything I own, she done caught me in my zone

Yeah, every night it's been the same thing

I get fucked up, scramble my brain

I mix the drank up with the juice, tryna dilute it

I feel like goin' out, but if I ain't got the duce, I ain't include

I go outside

Takin' hella shots with it, **** might die

I'm goin' to the top with it, **** might fly

Drip all on my body, I'm a fly guy

I get aggravated out my body, I'm a nice guy

Fuck, I know I said I wouldn't lie, maybe I'm just bein' high

I ain't askin' for no slice, but I'ma need a fuckin' slice

I don't need no damn advice, he ran up, I blammed him twice

They gon' need a scan device to find the shit that's on my right

Yeah, yeah, oh, oh

Yeah, yeah, oh, oh