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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rittz
Rittz
Vocals
DJ Chris Crisis
DJ Chris Crisis
Scratches
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Ju
Christopher Ju
Songwriter
Jonathan McCollum
Jonathan McCollum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Cybulsky
Ben Cybulsky
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Watson
Daniel Watson
Recording Engineer
Kato On The Track
Kato On The Track
Producer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I just got some drink, I just hit some herb
Took a couple shots, instantly I got the urge
I called my homie's phone, he asked me where I am
I told him I'm at the crib, come through, and bring a couple grams
[Verse 2]
This ain't every day, this ain't once a week
But sometimes when I get drunk, all I wanna do is geek
So we started snortin' lines, when it drained it tasted sweet
You could tell that shit was good, my mouth was crooked tryna speak
[Verse 3]
Chillin' with my homie, me, him and my girl
When we're on that cocaine, it's us against the world
Did 1 line, 2 line, 3 lines, 4 lines, 5 lines in a row
My hands are gettin clammy, it's fuckin' up my nose
But here I go, I'm on that
[Verse 4]
Blow, oh shit
I be on that blow and I said I'm gon' quit
I'm fucked up on that blow, oh shit
And I really hope I don't end up overdosin'
Here we go again
I'm on that blow, on that blo-o-ow
On that blow, oh shit
I'm fucked up on that blow, on that blo-o-ow
On that blow, oh shit
[Verse 5]
This blow will make you talk, drinkin' while we chat
Talkin' 'bout our problems, yappin' about the past
But that shit is a secret if anybody asks
'Tryna come down with them Xanax, we're poppin' loratabs
[Verse 6]
Last time we was high, my girl done spilled her glass
The coke was on the table, that drink got in the bag
So we started freakin' out, 'cause that was all we had
We tried to microwave it, had to throw it in the tra-a-ash
[Verse 7]
Seven in the morning, startin' to see the sun
Got one more line left, one a piece until it's done
I pick up a CD case and spill that shit 'cause I was drunk
But instead of sayin' fuck it, tried to snort it off the rug
'Cause we was fucked up on that
[Verse 8]
Blow, oh shit
I be on that blow, and I said I'm gon' quit
I'm fucked up on that blow, oh shit
And I really hope I don't end up overdosin'
Here we go again
I'm on that blow, on that blo-o-ow
On that blow, oh shit
I'm fucked up on that blow, on that blo-o-ow
On that blow, oh shit
Her we go again
Written by: Rittz
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