Wavy

Aight Okay They say I They say I should take better care of myself Maybe they're right But not tonight Hahahaha Seven let's go C'mon Zoned out, turnt up Shuttin' something down tonight Kush, blunts, hash, bowl Fuckin' with a pound of white Order shot, shoot em down Actin' like a drunk fuck I don't know how I'm alive Chalk it up as dumb luck Drinkin' I ain't Thinkin' I ain't Eatin' I don't stop at all Sippin something super saucy Now I'm bout to cop a ball Spendin' every dollar I'mma make some more tomorrow Clockin' out I hit the liquor store And grab another bottle Po'ed up with young prince Now we're burnin' down a spliff He said just keep this shit in check Please don't let it drown a gift I don't hear em choppin' Just the sounds of bottles poppin' Is it me or did you hear some motherfucking body knockin' Pop another Molly Rollin' trees like a lumberjack Smokin' on that earwax Call that shit that other crack Sittin' in the K-hole Starin' out the Cadillac Yeah I love this liquor But this shit'll never love me back Turnt up, zoned out Shuttin' something down tonight Kush, blunts, hash, bowls Fuckin' with a pound of white Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks All that Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break If and I fall flat Turnt up, zoned out Shuttin' something down tonight Kush, blunts, hash, bowls Fuckin' with a pound of white Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks All that Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break If and I fall flat If I work a double I'mma gotta have a couple Holler at the bartender Tell her make this one a double Swillin' down the ave Sippin' dirty cash daily Tippin' steady sippin' I am fucked up, wavy Every thing is gettin' drank Everybody gettin' drunk Smooth is on the way He said he gotta baby in the trunk Stoppin's not an option I ain't poppin' I ain't lockin' Feels like all I really need Is a motherfuckin' Oxycontin I am rotten on the inside A plane, vin slide? Talkin' to a serpent Feelin' like both of my wrists tied No one should be this high Double helix makes knots Fuck a double D-V-B Like everybody a shots No one sets it off Swilly and em, we go it's own Turn it up an octave, and knock a bitch out of it's zone Misery love company If you ain't swill then get gone I'm down to make a ralvage as soon as that other vince' gone? Turnt up, zoned out Shuttin' something down tonight Kush, blunts, hash, bowls Fuckin' with a pound of white Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks All that Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break If and I fall flat Turnt up, zoned out Shuttin' something down tonight Kush, blunts, hash, bowls Fuckin' with a pound of white Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks All that Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break If and I fall flat