[Chorus]

I ain't sober, you already know

Lil' baby said she like my glo'

Expensive lean, can't buy my clothes

I'm with Jxyway, smokin' on this dro

Can't trust a soul, don't call me bro

Ain't worried about me, but you like my posts

Heat a nigga up just like some toast

Tell my bitches do her toes

Twinuzis get new clothes

Off of these drugs, might have a stroke

Packrunner Summr, I'm in my glo'

Finna take these trips around the globe

Got weed all on my fuckin' robe

I'ma light this bitch up like a strobe

And I be geeked up off this dope

And they be takin' all my flows

Gettin' off probation, fuck my PO

Circle small like a Cheerio

It's all well, Bell', like where he go?

I'm sittin' back, countin' up these rolls

Yeah, he know what his bitch know

Just took a Xan', I'm movin' slow

[Verse]

Gas hit me hard just like a jab

I'm smokin' on dope, this ain't no dab

I'm lookin' at broke niggas, I just laugh

I'm so shell just like a crab

I'm high as fuck, bitch, I'm off of the map

This bitch wanna fuck, that ain't love taps

I mix G-Star up with the Gap

And these TNs, these ain't Rafs

My nigga Goyxrd got this bitch goin'

I'm smokin' on 'woods and I'm just floatin'

I'm takin' pills, I don't know the dosage

I need my space like I need some storage

Boy, yo' ass suck but don't wanna discourage

In this world, girl, you gotta have courage

I need guap, baby girl, I'ma cherish

Prada slippers and them bitches furry

[Chorus]

I ain't sober, you already know

Lil' baby said she like my glo'

Expensive lean, can't buy my clothes

I'm with Jxyway, smokin' on this dro

Can't trust a soul, don't call me bro

Ain't worried about me, but you like my posts

Heat a nigga up just like some toast

Tell my bitches do her toes

Twinuzis get new clothes

Off of these drugs, might have a stroke

Packrunner Summr, I'm in my glo'

Finna take these trips around the globe

Got weed all on my fuckin' robe

I'ma light this bitch up like a strobe

And I be geeked up off this dope

And they be takin' all my flows

Gettin' off probation, fuck my PO

Circle small like a Cheerio

It's all well, Bell', like where he go?

I'm sittin' back, countin' up these rolls

Yeah, he know what his bitch know

Just took a Xan', I'm movin' slow