Check it
(Aye)
Hook up with an ex
Have some drunk sex
In the back of the Lexus
It doesn't mean shit
But now she tryna trip
She tryna start shit
Bitch doesn't Makin sense
Getting hectic
Actin wreckless
Ain't simp just saying I'm the shit
Picture this
I'm prestigious
Everybody tryna be this
An elitist
In the back of the Beamer
Boning her like a femur
White like that creamer
Test me get that Deringer
Time zones got me tripping
Thinking she day drinking
Tryna be an influence
I'm drinking to get through it
Can't keep my actions and my preachings congruent
Forever
Waiting for a reply
Motherf*cker texts me like could you rate my
Lyric ability to spit about something I'm feeling
Intensely drilling in me
He asleep
Sounded like took 12 tabs of Dramamine
Parked on the street in the back of his grand momma's Camry
But I just them to the side
On my own vibe
Ain't need a label
I'm a photographer so my focus is on hitting different angles
I can do it with yo bitch
And with my Phase One
Shout out to the day ones
Love for the ones that stuck by
Through some hard times
These some chill vibes
Bass hit just right
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but I'm O.G.
Bitches think they know me
Takin shots like Colby
Grinding since like 03
Fine wines no lean
Chill vibes no weed
Only spent like 5 minutes on this beat
This shit too easy
Hip Hop beats made simply
3 chords some drums and we Gucci
Sipping pinot in the studio
We bougie
Ya'll losing
Cause you following whats booming
Killing rappers just tieing up loose ends
Loose shit
Talk shit
Noose up
Get yo ass clipped
And I've been spending my social isolation
Making instrumentals
At a 120 tempo
Trap fundamentals
Teaching lessons like parental advisory
I'm advising you to be
Supervised on this beat
Lil baby in the streets
Not the rapper shit too sweet
KH can't handle heat
Run up on me
I ain't discreet
Meet the concrete
Ain't about holding grudges
But I ain't finna hit u
Ya'll in the rearview
Moved on, it's time you do to
That line for some YouTube views
This that f*ck you mood
Cause I'm makin moves
Makin strides
Ain't passing, I'm flying by
Ain't snorting lines
Just on that grind
Bein hopped up on drugs ain't a vibe
Just put in time
Just work until you die
Workin all-day
And every night and then I
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but O.G.
Bitches think they know me
Takin shots like Colby
Grinding since like 03
Fine wines no lean
Chill vibes no weed
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but I'm O.G.
Bitches think they know me
(Know me, know me)
Thomas Mason - Drunk Sex Lyrics
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Check it
(Aye)
Hook up with an ex
Have some drunk sex
In the back of the Lexus
It doesn't mean shit
But now she tryna trip
She tryna start shit
Bitch doesn't Makin sense
Getting hectic
Actin wreckless
Ain't simp just saying I'm the shit
Picture this
I'm prestigious
Everybody tryna be this
An elitist
In the back of the Beamer
Boning her like a femur
White like that creamer
Test me get that Deringer
Time zones got me tripping
Thinking she day drinking
Tryna be an influence
I'm drinking to get through it
Can't keep my actions and my preachings congruent
Forever
Waiting for a reply
Motherf*cker texts me like could you rate my
Lyric ability to spit about something I'm feeling
Intensely drilling in me
He asleep
Sounded like took 12 tabs of Dramamine
Parked on the street in the back of his grand momma's Camry
But I just them to the side
On my own vibe
Ain't need a label
I'm a photographer so my focus is on hitting different angles
I can do it with yo bitch
And with my Phase One
Shout out to the day ones
Love for the ones that stuck by
Through some hard times
These some chill vibes
Bass hit just right
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but I'm O.G.
Bitches think they know me
Takin shots like Colby
Grinding since like 03
Fine wines no lean
Chill vibes no weed
Only spent like 5 minutes on this beat
This shit too easy
Hip Hop beats made simply
3 chords some drums and we Gucci
Sipping pinot in the studio
We bougie
Ya'll losing
Cause you following whats booming
Killing rappers just tieing up loose ends
Loose shit
Talk shit
Noose up
Get yo ass clipped
And I've been spending my social isolation
Making instrumentals
At a 120 tempo
Trap fundamentals
Teaching lessons like parental advisory
I'm advising you to be
Supervised on this beat
Lil baby in the streets
Not the rapper shit too sweet
KH can't handle heat
Run up on me
I ain't discreet
Meet the concrete
Ain't about holding grudges
But I ain't finna hit u
Ya'll in the rearview
Moved on, it's time you do to
That line for some YouTube views
This that f*ck you mood
Cause I'm makin moves
Makin strides
Ain't passing, I'm flying by
Ain't snorting lines
Just on that grind
Bein hopped up on drugs ain't a vibe
Just put in time
Just work until you die
Workin all-day
And every night and then I
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but O.G.
Bitches think they know me
Takin shots like Colby
Grinding since like 03
Fine wines no lean
Chill vibes no weed
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but I'm O.G.
Bitches think they know me
(Know me, know me)
(Aye)
Hook up with an ex
Have some drunk sex
In the back of the Lexus
It doesn't mean shit
But now she tryna trip
She tryna start shit
Bitch doesn't Makin sense
Getting hectic
Actin wreckless
Ain't simp just saying I'm the shit
Picture this
I'm prestigious
Everybody tryna be this
An elitist
In the back of the Beamer
Boning her like a femur
White like that creamer
Test me get that Deringer
Time zones got me tripping
Thinking she day drinking
Tryna be an influence
I'm drinking to get through it
Can't keep my actions and my preachings congruent
Forever
Waiting for a reply
Motherf*cker texts me like could you rate my
Lyric ability to spit about something I'm feeling
Intensely drilling in me
He asleep
Sounded like took 12 tabs of Dramamine
Parked on the street in the back of his grand momma's Camry
But I just them to the side
On my own vibe
Ain't need a label
I'm a photographer so my focus is on hitting different angles
I can do it with yo bitch
And with my Phase One
Shout out to the day ones
Love for the ones that stuck by
Through some hard times
These some chill vibes
Bass hit just right
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but I'm O.G.
Bitches think they know me
Takin shots like Colby
Grinding since like 03
Fine wines no lean
Chill vibes no weed
Only spent like 5 minutes on this beat
This shit too easy
Hip Hop beats made simply
3 chords some drums and we Gucci
Sipping pinot in the studio
We bougie
Ya'll losing
Cause you following whats booming
Killing rappers just tieing up loose ends
Loose shit
Talk shit
Noose up
Get yo ass clipped
And I've been spending my social isolation
Making instrumentals
At a 120 tempo
Trap fundamentals
Teaching lessons like parental advisory
I'm advising you to be
Supervised on this beat
Lil baby in the streets
Not the rapper shit too sweet
KH can't handle heat
Run up on me
I ain't discreet
Meet the concrete
Ain't about holding grudges
But I ain't finna hit u
Ya'll in the rearview
Moved on, it's time you do to
That line for some YouTube views
This that f*ck you mood
Cause I'm makin moves
Makin strides
Ain't passing, I'm flying by
Ain't snorting lines
Just on that grind
Bein hopped up on drugs ain't a vibe
Just put in time
Just work until you die
Workin all-day
And every night and then I
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but O.G.
Bitches think they know me
Takin shots like Colby
Grinding since like 03
Fine wines no lean
Chill vibes no weed
Have some drunk sex and I'm throwing back the 40s
New but I'm O.G.
Bitches think they know me
(Know me, know me)
Writer: Thomas Mason
Copyright: Lyrics © Thomas Mason
Copyright: Lyrics © Thomas Mason