歌手:Internet Money
专辑:《B4 The Storm》

作词 : Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard
作曲 : Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr./Cody Rounds/Nicolas Baran
(Perfect)
(Internet Money, bitch, haha)
Okay
Look, uh
Okay, I'm drunk and it's late
I've lost all of my patience (Oh, oh)
I'm 'bout to get high
Pass me the spliff, bitch, I'ma face it(Oh, oh)
Young, rich and wasted
Probably on your bitch's playlist (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I know they got a lot to say about me but won't say shit to me (Uh-uh)
Uh, smoking on that green (Oh yeah)
Hell nah, oh please
Oh that's yo' bitch? Then why's she with the gang?
All up on her knees
You want a better future with her, but that bitch is for the streets (For the streets)
Let her blow it in the breeze
I get on her mind, now she can't speak
I can't leave that shit in the past
Yeah, we used to be cool (Cool), and you used to make me laugh (Laugh)
But um, I can't be the man that you asked (You asked)
I just accepted that this shit will never ever last
Okay, I'm drunk and it's late
I've lost all of my patience (Oh, oh)
I'm 'bout to get high
Pass me the spliff, bitch, I'ma face it (Oh, oh)
Young, rich and wasted
Probably on your bitch's playlist (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I know they got a lot to say about me but won't say shit to me (Uh-uh)
Uh, smoking on that green (Oh yeah)
Hell nah, oh please
Oh that's yo' bitch? Then why's she with the gang?
All up on her knees
You want a better future with her, but that bitch is for the streets (For the streets)
Let her blow it in the breeze
I get on her mind, now she can't speak
Rockstar lifestyle, on my Cobain shit ('Bain, yeah)
Got blacked out drunk and forgot who I came with (Came with)
Went home with two basic hoes, **** it I was faded (On one)
Got your bitch, she passed me the spliff, **** it I'ma face it
Okay, I'm drunk and it's late
I've lost all of my patience (Oh, oh)
I'm 'bout to get high
Pass me the spliff, bitch, I'ma face it (Oh, oh)
Young, rich and wasted
Probably on your bitch's playlist (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I know they got a lot to say about me but won't say shit to me (Uh-uh)
Uh, smoking on that green (Oh yeah)
Hell nah, oh please
Oh that's yo' bitch? Then why's she with the gang?
All up on her knees
You want a better future with her, but that bitch is for the streets (For the streets)
Let her blow it in the breeze
I get on her mind, now she can't speak