WASTED

[Intro] Uh I'm on that, uh, uh I'm on that, uh, uh I'm on that Uh, uh, uh (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?) [Chorus] I'm off that mud, no, I can't feel my face (Woo) I know you worried 'bout a nigga, bae (Uh) Can't trip 'bout shit, lil' bitch, I check my laces (Trip 'bout, trip 'bout shit) I drown myself in racks, a money wave What in the fuck are we doin', bitch? Space coupe, yeah, it skates, woah I was gon' fuck that lil' bitch, but I passed, she ain't my taste, woah (No) 'Fore I ate my fit up, but I swear I'll say my grace (Woah) [Verse] Oh my God, I came through wildin', feel like Steve, can't see nobody Connected like Wi-Fi, ayy, bitch, yeah, it's my time, ayy (Hey) Okay, yeah, it's 'bout time, ayy, uh, fuck a ho, get paid (Brraow) It's that 'Wood I face, huh, I'm gon' throw no shade (Huh) I'm won't throw no miss, I'ma hit you when I aim (Yeah) Too fast in that whip, might end up in another lane Drop anothеr bag, I done ashed on my Helmut Lang (Sheesh) I had to go up, I had to cut thеm out the frame Lil' bitch, you don't love me, you just love what's on my chain (Woah) Pull off in a UFO, lil' Go, yeah, he a alien Damn, he can take my spot? Nigga, yeah, take it then Somebody get they thot, she's a bop, she's so nasty Deep, we won't send no shots, we'll put it to your head (Bitch, what the fuck?) [Chorus] I'm off that mud, no, I can't feel my face (Woo, fuck you, bitch) I know you worried 'bout a nigga, bae (Worried, uh, uh) Can't trip 'bout shit, lil' bitch, I check my laces (Trip 'bout, trip 'bout shit) I drown myself in racks, a money wave What in the fuck are we doin', bitch? Space coupe, yeah, it skates, woah I was gon' fuck that lil' bitch, but I passed, she ain't my taste, woah 'Fore I ate my fit up, but I swear I'll say my grace (Woah) [Outro] 'Fore I ate my fit up, but I swear I'll say my grace (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Woah Yeah