Chorus:

Always wanna hit me on the late night tip

You never wanna hit me when I get like this

I pour more liquor when you lose your shit

Like that's what it is

It is what is

Always wanna hit me on the late night tip

You never wanna hit me when I get like this

I pour more liquor when you lose your shit

Like that what it is

It is what it is

Verse 1:

Tell me something I dunno

You won't catch me on coco

And I won't catch you slipping, like you ain't living by no morals and no code

I'm still on the run though

A few hours going dumb fo'

Couple more fore I'm done though

Pants all unbuckled

Face don't match the inside, I emote like one note

Let me come thru, just one mo

Day gone and the sun low

We ain't crazy baby but the times are

Face fine but the mind scarred

Losing friends to highs hard

I'm tryna to treat it like a side bar

Hate my life, hate my job

But I don't hate my Joan

Might push out all my flaws

In these songs out my jaw

I'm trying, Girl, I'm trying like

That don't mean nothing

Like I'm lying like

I'm dying like

At least I feel something

I'm tryna hold something, touch on you, of course babe

Ain't tryna be too aggressive and turn this to a court case

Act too tough

Fool too much

Dodge old feelings, chase new love

Think too much

Say Woosah

She said, she said, she said, she said, she

Chorus:

Always wanna hit me on the late night tip

You never wanna hit me when I get like this

I pour more liquor when you lose your shit

Like that's what it is

It is what is

Always wanna hit me on the late night tip

You never wanna hit me when I get like this

I pour more liquor when you lose your shit

Like that what it is

It is what it is

Verse 2:

Fix up, fix up, girl just let me fix up, yea yea yea

You know that I'm different when I'm mixing, yea yea yea

Feelings, I don't really wanna feel it, yea yea yea

You don't let me try then Imma miss ya, yea yea yea

New times that we spend with old friends

Got you feeling new ways that you gotta hold in

Old men told me leave feelings in Trojans

And only look for women that are tight lipped on both ends

You know, how I feel bout new people

Cold killer, like Bugsy Siegel

Jump offs, I'm Evel Knievel

Leave love, it's fickle and feeble

Selfish my stello

Drop down to my ethos

Hold back how we feel though

Like this the most fearful

We can't, find any equals

We want, something kinda peaceful

Know that, we had it before

So let's, stick to what we know

Yea, yea, yea

If it's meant to be we'll work it out

And if she care, she'll keep me round

I said, I said, I said, I said, I

Chorus:

Always wanna hit me on the late night tip

You never wanna hit me when I get like this

I pour more liquor when you lose your shit

Like that's what it is

It is what is

Always wanna hit me on the late night tip

You never wanna hit me when I get like this

I pour more liquor when you lose your shit

Like that what it is

It is what it is