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Kodie Shane

Drunk

 

Drunk

(альбом: Stay Tuned - 2018)


[Kodie Shane:]
No, like babe [?]

You hit my phone, you said I'm childish
I hit you back like "babe, you drunk or somethin'"
You text me now like "babe, I miss you though"
And now I know you must be drunk or something
You must be drunk or something, woah

Brand new whip, no mileage
Brand new bitch, I'm a stylist
Bad bitch, she do no smiling
Brand new AP, no diamonds
No, no way talking to us
Voices in my head, keep quiet
These girls keep talking too much
I don't know what they want, keep quiet
This money multiplying
These girls, they always lying
You know this water on me, now I feel just like Poseidon
I think I need her and her friend 'cause I don't like deciding
And I heard that you're still in love with me but I'll keep quiet

You hit my phone, you said I'm childish
I hit you back like "babe, you drunk or somethin'"
You text me now like "babe, I miss you though"
And now I know you must be drunk or something
You must be drunk or something, woah
You must be drunk or something, woah
Yeah, you must be drunk or something
You must be drunk or something, woah

[Rich the Kid:]
Dive on your bitch like I'm drunk or something
I'm flexing blue hundreds, might pull up on you
[?] I'm dripping on 'em
Got rich [?], I switched up on her
Young nigga, turn my wrist into a new freezer (ice)
In a coupe with three hoes, that's a two-seater (what?)
Bitch wanna go that way, new Beamer
See you tryna run away, got a desert eagle
You scraping pennies, I might put her in a Fendi
The Wraith, I might go get the Bentley
They hate but they pockets is empty
For real though, I put your bitch on the pill though
These niggas, they talk to the pillows (what?)
Bitch [?]

[Kodie Shane:]
You hit my phone, you said I'm childish
I hit you back like "babe, you drunk or somethin'"
You text me now like "babe, I miss you though"
And now I know you must be drunk or something
You must be drunk or something, woah
You must be drunk or something, woah
Yeah, you must be drunk or something
You must be drunk or something, woah

Woah, woah
Oh yeah
Yeah
Why you do this?

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