You light up another cigarette, a cigarette for the wine
Now I'm right where I wanna be, losing track of time
But I wish that it was still Last Night
(Pull up on this shit, pull up on this shit, pull up on this shit, pull up!)
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
Riding in the back like the month I was born
Fuck half a gram I'll do four
Fuck this bitter shit, them too scary
Poppin' people left, right on tour
I'm so far above, man, I can't even see ya
Four grand in cash from my dealer
Time running out like sand
Man, I'm so drunk, you could call me Maria
I said you could call me Maria
Take it back, all the shit that you told me
Every little bitch tell me they want back the old me
Too much of every substance, I cannot control me
Always in the fog, never had a dialogue
She said she felt alone, so I bought that bitch a dog
I'm right where I wanna be, not wasting time
It's right here in front of me, I know it's mine
My eyes went numb, cuz the winter froze my tears aye
Stockholm City, left me stuck here with my ears
Just like in a prison, I walk around counting years
While the pills and the poison help me, keeping down my fears
I'm often numb, cause I'm often high
Do you have a death wish? Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna buy my supply? You better apply
I'll never know, our last goodbye
Tomorrow the day that I might die
So I miss last night, bitch, I ain't gon' lie
You light up another cigarette, a cigarette for the wine
Now I'm right where I wanna be
You know, sometimes it's just one of those little nights
Oh yeah, it's one of those nights
And, uh, they tend to
Oh yeah, it's one of those nights
They tend to sound something like this
Ay, everybody wanna get f-faded
Everybody wanna sip that juice
Ain't nobody wanna stay, they ain't shit
So they all cave in and click clack boom
Take vodka shots to the bottles empty
Drop for drop till they not awake
Ain't nobody call the cops on me, not today
I'mma sip alcohol till I'm not okay
Everybody got a drink, give me one
Just smoked three guns, drink one, need some
Got a chick, but she ain't digging me
So I'm fixin my needs with this liquor and cheep rum
This bitch wanna start beef with my drunk ass
This lit, I'd do anything to break a punks ass
Drag him on the street, lay them down, I'm a gunman
Guess you could say last night was a fun blast
Ain't nobody fucking with the rats, that's factual
I'll be feeling sorry for your ass
But I'm obviously not gonna be whack
When attacking the track, concrete's where it's at hoe
Twisting the smirnoff, drugs they wearing off
Thinking that we're soft, this ain't a beer pong
Liquid hypnosis, coke in they nose
Red sea like Moses, I'm falling apart
I'm stuck in apartments, fucking a blonde bitch
Fuck it, I'm garbage, come, then I'm gone
Had enough of this party, enough of this hard shit
Last night was calm till I vomited, fuck
B-I-T-T-E-R and S-C
Put the beat in E-R now let's see You ain't shit, bitch, we are a contest
We lock you up, behind these bars, come test me!