Liquor had me turnt up, that shit had my mind gone (That shit had my mind gone)
That's what type of time I'm on (But that's what type of time I'm on)
That's what type of time I'm on (That's what type of time I'm on)
That liquor had my mind gone
Ain't even trippin', like how I'm feelin', I was in a zone (I was in a zone)
When I was dressin' up, I was gettin' drunk at home (I was gettin' drunk at home)
I pop out fresh as fuck, jump in the car, I'm gone (Gone)
I'm in that GTS, guess that's what time I'm on (Type of time I'm on)
I can't even GPS, these hoes all on my phone (What up?)
I can't even see where I'm at, your bitch all on my phone
(Hello?) Yeah, hold on
This bitch a fed, she FaceTime, she ridin' with her friend, she playin' my songs
I'm laughin' hard, I'm fuckin' her friend, I ain't even say it, I'm playin' along
I'm playin' dumb, I'm rockin' a ski mask, it's lookin' like I'm on the run
I'm havin' fun, I'm hittin' the club, hoppin' out with a handgun (Ayy)
That liquor got me turnt up, flexin' like this shit ain't nothin'
This G6 got me turnt up, sweatin' like I was in the sun
Pullin' my bitch hair from the back 'cause she rockin' a bun
You'll get left wherever you at if you ain't on what I'm on
Liquor had me turnt up (Turnt up), that shit had my mind gone (That shit had my mind gone)
That's what type of time I'm on (But that's what type of time I'm on)
That's what type of time I'm on (That's what type of time I'm on)
You already know what I be on
Face shot, get him gone (Bah, bah)
Countin' money and makin' it long
Havin' drama and takin' it on (Havin' drama and takin' it on, ayy)
I don't want a lil' bitch, I'm grown
Bitches prankin', leave 'em alone (These bitches prankin', man, they trolls)
These bitches fakin', leave 'em alone (These bitches stankin', leave 'em alone, I already know)
These bitches stankin', leave 'em alone (These bitches stankin', they hoes)
I get to trippin' and I think
I need a drink (I need a drink), I need a drink
Cold world, I need a mink
Bad bitch get on her knees
No, I don't like askin' please
Gangster bitch, she ready to squeeze (For me)
Guess the bitch act just like me (Me)
Ready to fuck it up (Fuck shit up)
I don't even want this bitch, she ready to suck it up (Uh)
I don't know what the fuck happened 'cause I was drunk as fuck
Last night, I spent that sack, they said we fucked it up
And I don't know what the fuck happened 'cause I was drunk as fuck
Liquor had me turnt up (Turnt up), that shit had my mind gone (That shit had my mind gone)
That's what type of time I'm on (But that's what type of time I'm on)
That's what type of time I'm on (That's what type of time I'm on)
You already know what I be on
Face shot, get him gone (Bah)
Countin' money and makin' it long
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