[Intro]

White bitch off molly, she can't keep her composure

Hate bein’ sober

Swear to God, I hate being sober

(No, you're fucked)

(Uh)

[Verse]

AK hanging off my shoulder

Know I'm in trap moving bricks like a boulder

Glock in my pants, bitch thought it was a boner

And I stay prayed up, R.I.P. to my soldiers

R.I.P. to my soldiers

Heard that was yo’ main bitch, she ride the dick like a Rollercoaster

And I ball out Villanova

Shoutout Sosa, man, I hate being sober

Hella groupie bitches, and they wanna come over

Hell nah, these bitches can't come over

And I'm pouring up this green like a four-leaf clover

White bitch off molly, she can't keep her composure

Hate bein' sober

Swear to God, I hate being sober

Man, I can't take being sober

Off this gas 'cause I hate being sober

[Outro]

Yeah, uh-uh

Hate bein' sober

Man, I hate being— uh-uh

Man, I hate being sober, uh-uh

(This is too easy)