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