Wavy - CES Cru

Aight

Okay

They say I

They say I should take better care of myself

Maybe they’re right

But not tonight

Hahahaha

Seven let’s go

Zoned out, turnt up

Shuttin' something down tonight

Kush, blunts, hash, bowl

Fuckin' with a pound of white

Order shot, shoot em down

Actin' like a drunk fuck

I don’t know how I’m alive

Chalk it up as dumb luck

Drinkin' I ain’t

Thinkin' I ain’t

Eatin' I don’t stop at all

Sippin something super saucy

Now I’m bout to cop a ball

Spendin' every dollar

I’mma make some more tomorrow

Clockin' out I hit the liquor store

And grab another bottle

Po’ed up with young prez

Now we’re burnin' down a spliff

He said just keep this shit in check

Please don’t let it drown a gift

I don’t hear em choppin'

Just the sounds of bottles poppin'

Is it me or did you hear some motherfucking body knockin'

Pop another Molly

Rollin' trees like a lumberjack

Smokin' on that earwax

Call that shit that other crack

Sittin' in the K-hole

Starin' out the Cadillac

Yeah I love this liquor

But this shit’ll never love me back

Turnt up, zoned out

Shuttin' something down tonight

Kush, blunts, hash, bowls

Fuckin' with a pound of white

Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks

All that

Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break

If and I fall flat

If I work a double

I’mma gotta have a couple

Holler at the bartender

Tell her make this one a double

Swillin' down the ave

Sippin' dirty cash daily

Tippin' steady sippin'

I am fucked up, wavy

Every thing is gettin' drank

Everybody gettin' drunk

Smooth is on the way

He said he gotta baby in the trunk

Stoppin’s not an option

I ain’t poppin'

I ain’t lockin'

Feels like all I really need

Is a motherfuckin' Oxycontin

I am rotten on the inside

A plane, then slide

Talkin' to a serpent

Feelin' like both of my wrists tied

No one should be this high

Double helix makes knots

Fuck a double D, we be

Like everybody a shots

No one sets it off

Swillionaires, we go when it’s on

Turn it up an octave, and knock a bitch out of it’s zone

Misery love company, If you ain’t swill then get gone

I’m down to make a ride with ya’ll, soon as the other fifth’s gone