Текст песни Way 2 Drunk - Phoenixinredd

Police spray the mace like pesticides
Catch a fade like catching flies
Look into your father's eyes
And tell him he's who you despise, damn
Wait
Look up, and tell the lord how you defy him
Think about all of the bitches you been calling bitches
You got that shit down to a science
You took a fifth of the blame, and you silent
Off of the spice she looks hotter than cayenne
Porsche 911, we call it a Cayenne
I do this shit in my sleep, and you trying, yeah

Way too drunk to text, I still do it
Wake up, might regret, will I lose her?
Smoke that skunk, it spray like an uzi
You talk big, well c'mon, let's prove it
I'm just too damn old for excuses
Glass house break, that condo in ruins
Gucci flip flops on like she Future
Run this shit, call me Mark Cuban, yeah

I'm still improving, yeah
You think you winning, hmm
You guessed it, you're losing, yeah
My head is spinning, hmm
Should we dub or just do it, yeah
I'm into sinning, yeah
Can't always trust Cupid, nah
Lil bitch
Wait
She got a man that she hiding
Felt like a man on a mission
But now that whole mission is dying
Yeah
I'm too strong willed for that, I can't do it
Guess I'll vent, repent in my music
Got too bent, my mind ain't congruent
Her love language ain't right, I'm not fluent
Grip so tight I might have to try it
Story too basic, might have have to buy it
Knot so loose, still refuse to tie it
Jungle juice in cups on her island
Got too faded to not be quiet
Way too jaded, fuck those desires
Satan called, I'm not for hire
Let the old me burn on a pyre, bitch

Way too drunk to text, I still do it
Wake up, might regret, will I lose her?
Smoke that skunk, it spray like an uzi
You talk big, well c'mon, let's prove it
I'm just too damn old for excuses
Glass house break, that condo in ruins
Gucci flip flops on like she Future
Run this shit-