Drunk Asl Lyrics

Marco Innis bitch uh

Marco Innis bitch uh

Marco Innis bitch uh

Marco Innis bitch uh

This bitch drunk as hell trying to drink a fifth

This bitch drunk as hell trying to drink a fifth

This bitch drunk as hell trying to drink a fifth

This bitch drunk as hell trying to drink a fifth

Shorty trying to drink ah fifth

This bitch drunk as hell trying to drink sum beer

I don't drink no beer

I don't drink no beer

Bitch get your drunk ass outta my ear

Bitch can you hear

Can you hear

Bitch trying to get in my face

Told her to get outta here

Bitch don't hop behind that wheel if your ass drunk

I think she part of the mob

She got to bitch in a trunk

She said please don't tell nobody

You know I'm really sorry

I hope this bitch not on no Jeffery Dahmer shit

Bitch you gon' have to dip

She reaching for her hip

Thought I had to blast her ass but she grabbing her phone

Damn she dropped her phone

She bent down and seen her thong

This bitch trying to prolong

She trying to prolong

This bitch drunk as hell

This bitch drunk as hell

Had to wish her well

Had to wish her well

Wish her well

Had to wish her well

Wish her well

Had to wish her well

Wish her well

Had to wish her well

Wish her well

Had to wish her well

Eat that pussy up and it ain't got no smell

The way she doing that shit would a thought she was compelled

This bitch listening to K. Michelle

My boy plugging for the za his name is Raphael

The way we kicking shit you would a thought we was from Brazil

The way we 'bout our bucks you would a thought we was from the Mil

This bitch so petite this bitch looking like she need a meal

The way we stay in tac would a thought we got it from Navy Seal

Just got some wo-o-ock had to pop the seal

Free Quoddy I just pray that they give him an appeal

Give him an appeal

This bitch done took a pill

This bitch stumbling, oou, while she wearing heels

Girl you stumbling off the fucking pill

Baby don't hop behind that mf wheel no

Even in the summer my heart cold, cold

Life too short baby we gon' get old, old

Promise me baby that you'll never fold, fold

She shaking that ass while touching her toes, toes

If I eat we all eat that's the code, code

WB and CFN you know that's the bros

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

They fuck around and fuck on your hoe

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

They fuck around fuck on your hoe

Uh pour a four

Uh, told her get out the door

This bitch talking 'bout she lactose

Bitch your ass ain't lactose