After the Smoke - Drunk Bitches

Na na na na
Na na na na
Real nigga, fuck with me, uh
Na na na na

All these drunk bitches, all these drunk bitches
Standing in line, snapping them pictures
Don't complain 'bout nothing to do
I'm coming for you

I say
All these drunk bitches, all these drunk bitches
Standing in line with nothing to do
I'm coming for you

Real nigga, fuck with me
Aw hell, with this buck fifty
Fist full, grip full
How I'm 'posed to live comfortably good?
Kick up my feet on IKEA
Let's re-up on cheeba I snatched from this dealer
Whom I met in high school but, since the teachers ain't reach us
Through the cracks, blink deeper

Another liter of whiskey is speeding up my liver
A culmination of issues I get for fucking with her
Here's a rose to all the baddest hoes
And glitz and glamour that we exhibit, should we unfold
I'm on the road to women with fake hooters
Swimming through the waters, avoiding these barracudas
Am I the victim or the shooter?
This is Jesus versus Judas

All these drunk bitches, all these drunk bitches
Standing in line, snapping them pictures
Don't complain 'bout nothing to do
I'm coming for you

I say
All these drunk bitches, all these drunk bitches
Standing in line with nothing to do
I'm coming for you

Bang bang, repeat, duck down, what now?
Cop cars, outlaws outside of that rundown
Just wanna get fucked up, no need to get dumped out
Bad bitches so ambitious, hope ambulances don't come 'round
What a great way to close out a good evening
Look me in the eye, what do you believe in?
Superstition, that supernatural flow
Snort up her nose, with her eyes closed

Now we counting hoes everywhere we go
She got too drunk, I got to blown
This is leather gripping, paper flipping with the roof missing
Vroom, vroom, 'scurt off in the new edition
What a contradiction, hide her hate behind the lipstick
Choose ya poison, while expecting me to fix it
Now, bring the noise in, throw it back until ya hurl
In the end, it's you and me against the world

All these drunk bitches, all these drunk bitches
Standing in line, snapping them pictures
Don't complain 'bout nothing to do
I'm coming for you

I say
All these drunk bitches, all these drunk bitches
Standing in line with nothing to do
I'm coming for you