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pacboi tank – drunk as fuck كلمات اغاني

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[intro]

[verse 1: pacboi tank]

walk around this m-th-f-cka twisted
ten shots of that whisky
two blunts of that sticky
b-tch i’m on it, i’m on it
’bout to one-eye my way home and
thank god i’m off in the mornin’
if i wasn’t i prolly would call in
i’m faded, faded: everything straight no chaser (uh)
keep them l’s up in the air
all the hoes show love to a player
b-tch i’m loaded (i’m loaded)
on 6th tryna find my whip
throwin’ up, f-ckin’ up my kicks
and now the walls are spinnin’ again

[bridge] hold up

snapped out of that sh-t
backed out of that whip
hit the truck for some tacos
had to sober up a lil’ bit (f-ck that)
i ain’t tryna go to sleep (f-ck that)
y’all lil’ n-ggas weak
’bout to drop ya off then dip off
and go f-ck with a lil’ freak, and
one thing about me, do what the f-ck i want to
i don’t do pills but she on two
and her friend talkin’ bout comin’ through
i’m wasted (wasted), and we do this on the daily
give a f-ck about what you sayin’
this is my life just live yours hater

[hook: pacboi tank]

drunk as f-ck, high as f-ck
we don’t give a f-ck (we don’t give a f-ck)
drunk as f-ck, high as f-ck
we don’t give a f-ck (turn up)
drunk as f-ck, high as f-ck
we don’t give a f-ck (we don’t give a f-ck)
l’s up, turn up (b-tch)

drunk as f-ck, high as f-ck
we don’t give a f-ck (we don’t give a f-ck)
drunk as f-ck, high as f-ck
we don’t give a f-ck (turn up)
drunk as f-ck, high as f-ck
we don’t give a f-ck, l’s up

[verse 2: lil milez]

look, i twist a sweet before i hit the street (uh)
still tippin’ on 44s
godd-mn i think i’m pistol pete
i’m leanin’ (i’m leanin’)
red eyes and i’m prolly blue dreamin’
henny on the rocks is all a n-gga drinkin’
and yo main tryna leave a n-gga this evenin’
girl you frownin’ (you frownin’)
don’t p-ss me off cause i got bad bladder
at the bar and we finna get plastered
feelin’ like magic, abracadabra: i’m a
pro at this, no rookie sh-t
i blow a kiss to her p-ssy lips (yeah)
she tryna freak in my backseat
safe to say that i’m p-ssy whipped, hold up

[bridge] let me hit the blunt

and we blow like it’s four two oh (yeah)
same ol’ sh-t, nuttin’ new though (yeah)
gotta stack money tall like manute bol (yeah)
i be givin’ y’all the business with no suit on
finna pull a bunch of freaks and bring a few home
d-ck ’em down, kick ’em out
hold on lemme put my boot on
i’m just sayin’ (just sayin’)
that’s how a young n-gga play it (yeah)
keep a cigarillo fulla that jamaican (yeah)
have a dread-head lookin’ half asian (uh huh)
i’m super high off this weedy
she super drunk off my s-m-n
all i ever do is turn up
man i swear i’m such a vegan
call me milli

[hook]

[verse 3: asaad]

let’s get it
saudi money, hunned bottles
room fulla b-tches, and they all models
just copped a tech nine with the swiss cheese nozzle
and she well mannered, if she f-ckin’ swallow
get money, f-ck b-tches
f-ck b-tches, get money
said i can give a f-ck long as my b-tches love me (love me)
said i can give a f-ck long as i’m gettin’ money (money)

[bridge] let’s go

unh, broke boys drink cheap sh-t (yeah)
i’m on that pure white hennessy sh-t (yeah)
three hundred a shot, louis xiii sh-t (shots, shots)
i make this sh-t get dark
friday thirteenth b-tch
rooski and this liq’ bag, ciroc bottles
we gettin’ cash, pop models (pop ’em)
millzy poured a sip, then he hit a l!ck
i gotta get this money and i’m drunk as sh-t

[hook]

- pacboi tank

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