Wasted

[Verse 1]

People sayin' all my new shit kill

No shit, well my old shit kill too

Count a 150 thou

That's a lie right now, in a year that's the real truth

Ain't about that though

More about the people that'll doubt that flow

Watch 'em fall back when they hear the wrong track

I'ma need a new accountant just to count that dough

Comin' in fast, can't count that slow

Got it stacked too high, can't count that low

By the time it's 2020, I'm addicted to the money

Man, I don't know what I'd ever do without that dough

Gotta get whatever I want

I don't gotta habit, I can quit whenever I want

I don't gotta have it but if you got it I gotta grab it

I fought it, I thought I had it

I promise I'm not an addict

[Pre-Chorus]

You wanna know why I get wasted?

Cause these bitches all basic

And when I can't take it

I'm drinkin' liquor out the bottle, no chaser

But you wanna know why I get wasted?

To forget about that

Fake shit, I ain't never been about that

All the money and the fame I can live without that

[Chorus]

Drink, smoke, chill

Gon' and pop a pill

Bitches in the lobby, I already know they will

Drink, smoke, chill

Gon' and pop a pill

Now these bitches in my room and you already know the deal

[Verse 2]

See that all white tesla?

That's new

Said he really gettin' paid now

That's true

All eyes on me

Give a fuck about you

So you really gon' hate now

And that's cool

Fuck 'em

Do this shit all on my own, all on my own

Man up, you not in my zone

Smoke this shit all to myself, all to myself

Drink 'til the bottle is gone

I don't know why you so mad, why you so mad?

I never did you no wrong

I just be livin' my songs, that's all

Told your bitch she better leave me alone

Uh, rich white women in my nightmares

Never let me hit it in my Nike Airs

And I don't get it cause I fight fair

Hit it right, bet I put it right there

Rich black women in my dreams

Never let me get up in her jeans

Shorty what you mean?

I just bought you 4 or 5 drinks

Make it drop girl, do it for the team

All these bitches are bougie

They all wanna be wifey

She ask me if it's Gucci

I tell her: "Yeah bitch, it might be"

Now we in the jacuzzi and I still got on my Nikes

Cause I've been drinkin', smokin', chillin', wasted

That's why she like me

[Pre-Chorus]

You wanna know why I get wasted?

Cause these bitches all basic

And when I can't take it

I'm drinkin' liquor out the bottle, no chaser

But you wanna know why I get wasted?

To forget about that

Fake shit, I ain't never been about that

All the money and the fame I can live without that

[Chorus]

Drink, smoke, chill

Gon' and pop a pill

Bitches in the lobby, I already know they will

Drink, smoke, chill

Gon' and pop a pill

Now these bitches in my room and you already know the deal