[Intro]
Man, who the fuck made this beat?
Aight, I might
[Verse]
I might be off beat a lil' bit 'cause I'm tryna fight the drank
Can't believe my lil' nigga just threw his life away
Scary nigga, you ain't even shootin', threw yo' pipe away
Just poured a four, a four, then a eight, I might nod away
Thought you was gon' get over on me, no, not today
Get into a altercation, shoot a nigga, then shoot out of state
They ask me "E, where you been?" I been out the way
Tryna make ten times ten, made five today
Man, what the fuck? I can't find my drank
I know I'm high, but I just bought a pint, I should have an eight
Smoked a eighth and drunk a eight at 6:00, I was high by 8:00
I feel like Smokey on Friday, 'cause you won't get high today
I feel like Big Worm, play with my money and you gon' die today
If you shoot at me, I'ma come back and I'ma slide that day
Put a red dot on his head and I'm gettin' away
Next Friday, got this fat bitch chasing me, I feel like Day-Day
Who the fuck stole all my tails out my ashtray?
I'll send a nigga ass home like a half a day
Smoke him on the way to his sale, he won't have a play
Then send my young dawg, sit at one crib where yo' daddy stay
Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, now I'm mad today
Hit a nigga with a FN, they thought I had a K
Shoot a nigga broad day in his face, call it matinee
Almost fell in love with a bitch, Patty Mayonnaise
Aight, you know Doug funny
In the crib with Cookie like [?]
Since your life a movie, turn it to a end screen like Bugs Bunny
All my Backwoods, I'm feelin' like Winnie the Pooh 'cause I love honey
I don't know why the fuck you laughing, ain't nothin' funny
.223 with the legs on it, have a nigga runnin'
Told this bitch I ordered her a gift, but ain't nothin' coming
Bitch mad when we was fuckin' and I called her another woman
Hit her raw, so I pulled out and bust on her stomach
She said when I was in her that she could feel it in her tummy
Went to hit a lick bare face, I forgot my skully
Nigga, I don't know you, don't be actin' like we buddy buddy
Nah, I don't wanna buy the drank, it's lookin' kinda funny
I just poured a four of some Tris, now my pop muddy
I don't speak much, how high—
Aight, just drunk a pint, lookin' for more, I'm a lean junkie
I don't fuck around no more, baby, I got clean money
Fast money, turnaround gang, DZ money
I might go back to my old ways and take all of yo' fiend money
Bad bitch with a mad face, she always mean muggin'
Nigga think he peeped some shit, but I already seen him comin'
If it ain't 'bout no money or no cough syrup, you won't see me comin'
I nut in all my bitches, they don't ever get to see me comin'
Glock 26, it look— aight, yeah, okay
FN with a flashlight, he never seen me comin'
You will never get nowhere in life, you keep making assumptions
Lil D put some green in cream soda and he said it was scrumptious
Hollow tips rip you a whole new face like we carvin' a pumpkin
Got my heat in my hand walking outside, it ain't tucked in
I was taught to shoot above the waist, you better duck then
Nigga said he got a problem with me, well, what's up then?
Broke as hell, I remember I was up ten
Now I can go to the club and make it rain in the function
A1 got weed with ten different flavors, that's conjuction
'Wood hittin' like a baseball bat, that's a concussion
If you know how to make a million dollars, let's discuss it
Dude had a sloppy-ass roll, it was disgusting
I know a shiesty-ass nigga, but he still my lil' cousin
He do some bullshit again, I might—
(Yeahhh, you seen I was going with that)
Can't go nowhere without my bitch, she said she goin' with me
Fucked her good and spent the night, now she think she goin' wit me
[Outro]
Not goin' nowhere, like, she think we go together
Fight the Drank was written by GrindHard E.
Fight the Drank was produced by YBN Versace.
GrindHard E released Fight the Drank on Wed Mar 31 2021.