Intoxicated, Pt. 1

Yuh, aye Aye Yuh, aye, aye Switching up dissing us like you ain’t pissed enough Tryna taunt acting don’t know the f*ck you want This ain’t no gang shit you can’t pick a side Think I’m small when the Glock aim think we the same size Yeah ain’t trying to die but this Glock ain’t a toy Yeah you tryna be hiring to find me lil boy Yeah you tryna be firing to kill me lil boy But when you hear the sirens you turn mamas boy Ice on me, I’m looking gorgeous I got yo bitch eying me cuz my Porsche yeah I hit a lick then I split like divorce yeah The glock be vibrating it’s speaking in Morse yeah Wrist tsunami, AP of course yeah Can’t stop my money you can’t find the source yeah Ball like the lakers ain’t shooting in court yeah Keep my wrist white like I’m flexing the quartz yeah Only deposit when at the bank Only be swerving and skirting when I’m in the wraith Only be spending shit with ya boo we on a date Only be cutting up niggas cuz they always hate (Aye) Only be flexing shit because we ain’t the same You gone be resting yeah because you hard you claim I ain’t do nothing yeah I’m out of frame So don’t frame for shit just cuz you locked away You just be fake (Uh) No we ain’t the same (Uh) I just spend 40k while you can’t even pay for own mo'fucking date (Uh) I’m in the end zone you stuck in the friend zone Glock shine like a light I guess I’m in the red zone With yo bitch that’s the head zone (Yuh aye) Switching up dissing us like you ain’t pissed enough Tryna taunt acting don’t know the f*ck you want This ain’t no gang shit you can’t pick a side Think I’m small when the Glock aims think we the same size Yeah ain’t trying to die but this Glock ain’t a toy Yeah you tryna be hiring to find me lil boy Yeah you tryna be firing to kill me lil boy But when you hear the sirens you turn mamas boy (Yuh)