Lyrics Drinkin N’ Drivin (feat. lilkenpaid) - YBN Blick , lilkenpaid

I just don't know, I just wanna go, where I live, take me (love you, boy)

Put a bitch inside a place about my ride
I said, "I love the ho," but I ain't need it, bitch, I lie
She said, "It more for slow," but I won't love the bitch, I'm tired
She playin' with my mind, got me on the e-way, drinkin' the drive
Huh, I got you, what you want? I guess that's not enough for you
Don't compare me to none of these guys, they fought and leave, I wanted you

I went to war, I buy my vibe, like, "Is this what y'all tryna do?"
I bought you bags and all, but I guess designer shit was enough for you
Hm, I ran it up myself, like, "Fuck a pair of these niggas hate a lot"
I'm clashing on my gun, my bro got his bitch, we can bang it out
Dude just got the bags in, we at the truck sprite, finna break 'em down
Probably, I think we cool, but shit gets slim, we finna take 'em down

Uh, me and Blake, we bad from out of old
Think I'm done looking for love, this shit get weird, I'm tired of old
I can't even buy no drugs, she look the same, I'm tired of clothes
I don't need help from nobody, it just be myself in the bottle, I'm glad

Do you really want me for me or you just want me for my money?
If this shit ever get real, just stay down with me, keep on loving
If I say I love you, I admit that, I won't change on you for nothing
I was down back broke as hell, but now I'm rich, I seen it coming

You know love is strong words, so don't need said if you don't mean it
I don't do this all the time before your love, man, girl, I'm feelin' it
You can't never leave my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout you when I'm dreamin'

Hm
Look, just woke up off a drink, you on my mind
I'm sorry, girl, I know I hurt your feelings
Stop that crying, she want me sober
Put that shit there for the birds, say girl, I'm trying
Know you lie when you say you ain't know these nigggas

Just keep on telling her lies, keep telling her lies
I know you fucking, I just keep on telling her
Free little lies to me
Niggas bro, don't got no money, that's why they keep despising me
Never tripping, I'm never lacking, I got Chris Beck inside my jeans
But like Ron is 2010, 'cause I'ma walk out with my E

Say girl, I'm drinking and driving
Hell, nah, nah, pulling over, no UCGF behind me
I feel like Kenny Fireball with a bro, they super violent
I know she used the wrongs, I switched it up, and got a volley
Who got it?