Might Be

[Chorus: Quez]
Might be high, might be wasted
Might be jumping in the club, going crazy
Might be rolling, might be leaning
Might be spotted in the coupe leaving Nemans
Might be shining, might be my charm
Might be strapped in the club, be alarmed
Might be, might be, might be faded
Might be, might be, might be faded

[Verse 1: Quez]
Might hit [?], might hit [?]
Might hit Ruths Chris, might hit Benny's
Might do Louie, Might rock Fendy
You ain't got no hoes, but I got plenty
I might be in a four door, might be in the coupe
Might just do the hard top, might chop off my roof
I might just do the chevrolet, I might just do thе lack
I might ride in the front, but I might ride in thе back
That be because I

[Chorus: Quez]
Might be high, might be wasted
Might be jumping in the club, going crazy
Might be rolling, might be leaning
Might be spotted in the coupe leaving Nemans
Might be shining, might be my charm
Might be strapped in the club, be alarmed
Might be, might be, might be faded
Might be, might be, might be faded

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz!
Might be my wify, done went through my damn phone again
All she see is titties, pussy and thongs is [?]
I'm doing so many features, man, who's song this is?
Oh yeah right, it's Travi, that my Partna Dem
No, it ain't no vodca here, all we sip is codeine
Your girl drink protein, so much polo, keep that low key
Y'all new niggas ain't fucking with the old me
All I smoke is gas, you [?] slowly

[Chorus: Quez]
Might be high, might be wasted
Might be jumping in the club, going crazy
Might be rolling, might be leaning
Might be spotted in the coupe leaving Nemans
Might be shining, might be my charm
Might be strapped in the club, be alarmed
Might be, might be, might be faded
Might be, might be, might be faded

[Verse 3: Ali]
They be like
Who that? Who that?
So low key
In the coupe with a bad bitch, it just might be
Me, swerving, so a nigga must be
Drunk, and really, I don't fuck with police
'Cause I'm high, fucking with the [?] can get you shot
[?] I'm probably drunker than [?]
Why? 'Cause a nigga might just start a fight
When I hit the club, I might just pull up with your bitch tonight

[Verse 4: Strap]
Might be with my dancer bitch, might be with my actress bitch
See me swerving out at Nemons, trunk full of bags and shit
[?] out everything I want, paid cash for it
Give you what you want, but [?] shit
Might be from [?], might be from Georgia
Might be from Chicago, might be from Florida
Might be with my [?]
She love the dick, but she hate my ass, say I be doggin

[Chorus: Quez]
Might be high, might be wasted
Might be jumping in the club, going crazy
Might be rolling, might be leaning
Might be spotted in the coupe leaving Nemans
Might be shining, might be my charm
Might be strapped in the club, be alarmed
Might be, might be, might be faded
Might be, might be, might be faded