purbs - Sober Lyrics

(Purbs did you make this?)
I can't love a bitch when I'm sober
Know it's f*ck 12, but we still make you pull over
Going too fast, told that bitch to suck it slower
Pape green like the grass, get a mower
I shine like a star, my nigga, I'm going solar
Made it through myself, my nigga, you need a donor
Heart too cold, you can call a nigga polar
Swipe up, drop the addy then I fold her, bitch
I'm a pape chaser, I'm a rockstar
You in love with thots, cause you be where the bops are
I be with them guys, I be where 22 shots are
Say he with it, but he ridin' in them cop cars, bitch
I can't stand a fake nigga
Ian gone stop till I make eight figures
My pockets they full but I need them way bigger
Saying that you real but you know I'm way realer, huh
Ayy, I like to bag chase
Who got the money, huh?
This a bag race
You make one in a day, that's a bad day
And if shordy got that ass then
Bitch I got 20 all in blues, cause I like my pockets fat
And if shorty got that ass, then you know where I'm at
We hit the huzz one time then we skirt off in the scat
And your rent is overdue but I need my money stat
I pop a brown bean, this that activis, that lean
And I make that pussy wet, like that Hurricane Helene
And say he got designer but he got that bitch from Shein
And they ain't on the field but they still claiming the team
Ayy, started from the bottom but we going to the top
Touch a band and kept goin, boy you know I ain't gone stop
I scam grandmas and aunties, you looking for them drops
And I'm only bout the cheese, I ain't talking bout no chop
Why you tryna cuff that hoe when you know she a bop?
Why you skiid up in the store? You ain't got any opps
Why you dissing on my brother? Watch your tone, that's my ahk
Two twin bad bitches, we only use them for the slop
Ayy, cemetery in my pockets, dead presidents
I just tell kuddy where to go, shoot up your residence
Let me put you on moe, why you being hesitant?
Heard you recruit niggas, we don't let them in
Ayy, I can't love a bitch when I'm sober
Know it's f*ck 12, but we still make you pull over
Going too fast, told that bitch to suck it slower
Pape green like the grass, get a mower
I shine like a star, my nigga, I'm going solar
Made it through myself, my nigga, you need a donor
Heart too cold, you can call a nigga polar
Swipe up, drop the addy then I fold her, bitch