[Intro] Yeah, yeah (Let the band play) Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt [Verse 1] Don't know how I made it home last night, everything a blur (Damn) Hallucinating, can't remember sh*t, drunk too much syrup (Damn) Doin' one-thirty down Bellevue, fu*ked 'round and scraped the curb (Woah) My finger on the trigger (Why?), 'cause I got bad nerves (Okay) She say she a bartender (What else?), but she just love to twerk She say can I be her dinner? And she love chocolate dessert I buy cars likе they bicycles, don't make your nеxt car a hearse Can't nobody count faster than me, I'm a motherfu*kin' nerd I stand on top of sh*t, I stamp that, that's my motherfu*kin' word Hit my blunt, then take a sip, hit the blunt 'gain, and then I swerve Got so high, I bought a parrot, woke and forgot I had a bird (Hold up) [Chorus] Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah [Verse 2] I been super lit since a jit, that's why you can't tell me sh*t (Naw) I can't trust nobody, I mean nobody, and I can't love no b*tch (Never) Dolph about his money, hell yeah, he don't play that (Play that) My son went to school today in the back of the Maybach (For real, though) I don't pass my blunts, I roll one up, then I'ma face that (Yeah) Hit him where it hurt and smash his b*tch and tell him take that (It's Dolph) Come through in a different foreign every time, I know they hate that (It's Dolph) You love savin' these hoes, don't you, pussy? Where your cape at? (Yeah, yeah), hah Gucci North Face boots (Uh), tall ni**a in a coupe (Uh) Bust the Richard down blue (Uh), fu*k you, you, and you (Yeah) Shots fired out the roof (Fah, fah) Fake friends become worse enemies and that's between me and you (Ayy) Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah