I can hold my liquor
What this man can't handle is me
Dark and lonely now
On Chicago, south of town
I'm on to Indiana
I heard it in the radio now
I can't handle no liquor
But these b**hes can't handle me
I can't control my n***as
And my n***as they can't control me
You say you know me, my n***a
But you really just know the old me
b**h I'm back out my coma
Waking up on your sofa
When I park my Range Rover
Slightly scratch your Corolla
Okay, I smashed your Corolla
I'm hanging on a hangover
Five years we been over
Ask me why I came over
One more hit and I can own ya
One more f** and I can own ya
One cold night in October
p**y had me floating
Feel like Deepak Chopra
p**y had me dead
Might call 2Pac over
Yeezy's all on you sofa
These the red Octobers
Still ain't learn me no manners
You love me when I ain't sober
You love me when I'm hungover
Even when I blow doja
Then her auntie came over
Skinny b**h with no shoulders
Tellin' you that I'm bogus
b**h you don't even know us
"Baby girl, he's a loner
Baby girl, he's a loner
Late night organ donor
After that he disown ya
After that he's just hopeless
Soul mates become soulless
When he's sober it's over"
And b**h, I'm back out my coma
Callin' up your uncle's place
sh**'s all over the place
I don't hear your phone
Oh I wanna phone home
I can't handle no liquor
But these b**hes can't handle me
I can't control my n***as
And my n***as they can't control me
You say you know me, my n***a
But you really just know the old me
I heard you need a new fad
I heard you need a new stack
I heard you need a new phone
I know your 'rents ain't be home
Callin' up your uncle's place
sh**'s all over the place
I don't hear your phone
Oh I wanna phone home