[Verse 1]

Jungle juice from plastic vodka I hope my hoes prosper

Cuz every night we getting faded liquor got my dolla

I eat like shit I’m fucking bitches pussy lacking water

They say "ignorance is bliss" but bitch your pH awful

And she say she wanna kick it, bitch I’ll Bring the bottle

Slid the Ciroc and some weed, is that what pussy cost you

Hennessy my niggatry, got all these hoes to follow

And on God I need a break I think I’ll start tomorrow

On god I be thinking bout my vision if it wasn’t impaired

I be sinking in my feelings cuz I lack the repairs

She be fucking on a nigga who she know doesn’t care

If she died the next day, she just a body that’s there

I be getting fucked up (Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up)

Faded to erase my fucking conscious I be tripping

When I’m fucked up (Fucked up, fucked up, fucking up)

Racing through my mind, that I’ll never be fine when

Listen Nigga

You need to stop drinking

You need to stop smoking

You need to stop floating

Discussion feels hopeless

You need to stop drinking

You need to stop smoking

The why the fuck you don’t listen

I fucking hate this decision

[Verse 2]

I’m a damn alcoholic, you hoes addicted to drama

My woes committed to knowledge, Your soul committed to conflict

I stopped drinking to see the vision and see the whole world clearly

Cuz when a nigga stopped smoking I started dreaming with meaning

I started thinking fore speaking, I thought about that bitch feelings

I see her soul she revealing, I’m sorry I said you was reaching

I process love and commitment, I practice trust and forgiveness

And yet I don’t trust these bitches, and I don’t trust my niggas

I know what’s real when I can see

I know what’s real when your with me

Sobriety, Sobriety

Sobriety, Sobriety

Sober 34 mother fucking days

And the world is still ending nigga

[Verse 3]

Going downtown with my bitches getting drunk (Getting drunk)

I got ten hoes and I bet they let me fuck (Let me fuck)

Shawty popped a pill, and I just lit a blunt (Lit a blunt)

We be in the party ready to turn the function up (Function up)

I’m a goddamn social butterfly (Butterfly)

And I don’t pass the weed bitch don’t ask me why (Ask me why)

Shawty throwin’ ass she demand and I supply (I supply)

Yiking in the function like my black ass bouta die

Little bitch