[Intro: Yung Balentiaga]
Ou, heh
Yah, heh
Ou, heh
Yah-yah, hahaha
Bitch get the fuck out my face, lil' bitch, yuh
Haha
Lil' bitch fuck out my face and I just go like
[Verse 1: Yung Balentiaga]
Woah, don't tell me to wait
I cut the head off the dragon, I don't play, aye
Put food on my plate
You're gonna miss me, but we wasn't mates, yuh
You hearing me, we wasn't mates, I got myself some shit to make
No Walter White, but shit to bake, I bought my bitch so something fake
You talking shit, but masturbate, from you, I got no shit to take
I see you you fucking snake, I'mma leave you here with your mistakes
[Verse 1: Personal Problems]
Club lights down, fog is up, I don't give a fuck, aye
You all so fuckin' basic, got no drive so you get complacent
No wonder I'm wasted, I'm wasted
Workin this music like a day shift, heart racin, drip in the throat
In the baggy wit the note need water might choke said uh-
[Verse 1: Yung Balentiaga]
Look, here we go again, ou
I don't feel no pain, ou
These bitches all so late
I don't give a fucking damn, yeah
I punch him in his face, ou
I make her titties ache, yeah
I don't give a damn
'Cause they say I'm so selfish, yeah
Oh really, I'm so selfish, yeah
You the one who helped them, yuh
No, that was not you, fuck out of my face, you fucking peasent
[Verse 2: Personal Problems]
These drinks ain't done shit, think I got too lit for my own good Drugs feel useless 'causin a nuisance like I knew they would
Bitches everywhere actin so plain
Knew they would notice cause I'm not the same
The moon is so bright on nights like these
Out with the gremlins causin, aye
[Verse 2: Yung Balentiaga]
Suck my dick so sloppy, seven eight times
I wouldn't give a fuck about your time
I wouldn't start war, only for clout goals
What they say isn't fucking my mind
I am the god of this illusion, haha
Yes, I'm a god, not a human, haha
Put myself on rest, I don't fight wars
Bitches lowest, I'm on high walls
I don't pull guns, I pull fists (pull fists)
This my land, you a tourist (tourist)
Watch how your fucking shoes fit (shoes fit)
It's too big, you might take hits, yuh
[Outro: Yung Balentiaga]
Take hits, take hits
Fucking smashed it
Wasted was written by Yung Balentiaga & Personal Problems.
Wasted was produced by Personal Problems.
Personal Problems released Wasted on Fri Aug 30 2019.