PUI (Pleasure Under the Influence)

Driving home that night I was reckless
I can’t help all the shit I get obsessed with
Want the real thing I don’t wanna start pretending
Yeah

I was driving fast up i5
Tryna make it home from the north side
Of portland, time shortened
Going 90 when I shoulda went 65
She was toppin' sloppy
While I drink and drive
Couple cops behind me but I’m paralyzed
With pleasure
I’d never
Think I’d get away with a pui

Driving home that night I was reckless
I can’t help all the shit I get obsessed with
Want thе real thing I don’t wanna start pretending
With you
Couldn’t bе me, baby even on my worst day
Double caked up, even though it ain’t my birthday
Don’t know why I love all the things that hurt me
I do

She don’t understand my lifestyle
She the type to focus on her profile
I’ma get my money right, meanwhile
Long life worried bout getting exiled
That ain’t my boy that’s my acquaintance
And he gone try to copy up my cadence
Runnin' up the bag, runnin' out of patience
She wanna bottle full of my natural fragrance

Driving home that night I was reckless
I can’t help all the shit I get obsessed with
Want the real thing I don’t wanna start pretending
With you
Couldn’t be me, baby even on my worst day
Double caked up, even though it ain’t my birthday
Don’t know why I love all the things that hurt me
I do

I don’t understand it
I been gone too long I ain’t plan it
I guess I suck at it
Yeah I got enough baggage
Up late and I know it’s a weekday
Get my dick sucked on the freeway
Type of shit you read in a screenplay
Drive home drunk that’s a cheap date

I’ve had enough of it
I can’t discuss this shit
Why am I stuck to this
Yeah

Stuck like glue
To you
Aye