Blown

(альбом: Savage - 2016)

I know you don't smoke weed
I know this
But I'ma get you high today
'Cause it's Friday
You ain't got no job
And you ain't got shit to do!

I said hey
I'm finna get blown today
I ain't got shit to do
And I just got paid
So whatcha say?
Let's go somewhere far away
Where we can ease the pain
And no one's there to see

Ok don't tell nobody
I'ma grab my bottle
And I'll grab a couple of Ks
We gon' make our self a [?]
And take it all to the face
We will be okay
Just hold on to my keys
I'll probably drive anyways
When I'm drinking I ain't thinking
I got ice in my veins
Fast lane, I ain't using my brain
If I'm up in my lane [?]

I said hey
I'm finna get blown today
I ain't got shit to do
And I just got paid
So whatcha say?
Let's go somewhere far away
Where we can ease the pain
And no one's there