INTOXICATED Lyrics

Bitch, I'm drunk as hell right now

A lot of shit happened the night before

Jilla King in this, bitch

Ayy, yeah

Bitch, I'm drunk as hell right now

And I'm high, I'm out my body

Got this one bitch on my line

I think she tryna come top me

Ayy, uh, let me stop it, uh

I feel way too nauseous, uh

Chillin' with my demons, think I see em in my closet

Uh, I can't even see shit

Took 12 shots it made me vomit

And my head, still in the stars

Bitch, I'm flyin' with the comets

And that gas it got me soaring through the clouds

Feel like a rocket and I just called my bestie

Told her all my feelings, made a promise

I just text my ex at 3 a.m

Uh, still puttin' up

Shots like this a gym

Uh, she asked me how I been

Lil' bitch, I'm him

Uh, smoking way too much

Can't feel my limbs

And I'm way above my consciousness

I need to get back conscious, shit

I just want the bread, fuck the fame

I stay anonymous

I don't fuck with none of y'all niggas

I'm being honest shit

I drank too much, now voices in my head

That's my consequence

Bitch, I'm drunk as hell right now

And I'm high, I'm out my body

Got this one bitch on my line

I think she tryna come top me

Ayy, uh, let me stop it, uh

I feel way too nauseous, uh

Chillin' with my demons, think I see em in closet

Shout out to Petro

They say they fuck with me

Sendin' all my love to Portugal

Cause they show love to me

And I ain't no junkie

But baby, come do drugs with me

I ain't really into her

I fuck with her reluctantly

I like the way she talk to me

She talk to me seductively

Ayy, when I get that cash

We gon' celebrate triumphantly

For the money, bitch, I'm gluttony

I just took a lot of shots

I ain't pass out luckily

Yeah, it was kinda hard to walk

My demons staying up with me

Ayy, come pour up this cup with me

Ayy, talkin' to my demons

They like, nigga, yeah, you stuck with me

I might need a cup of tea

If you feel this, come turn up with me

And, all I know is cash, so baby

Come and make these bucks with me

Let's get to this cash, bae

You fake, you ain't gon' last, bae

Don't got time to be sad, bae

We livin' in the last days

Uh, let's get it

Only want money, don't got time for bitches

Push even further, I'm breakin' my limits

This rap is too easy, make this shit in minutes

Uh, I'm winnin

And it's only beginnin

Yeah, I can do this rap shit for my whole life

Ain't no finish, uh

I'm intoxicated, don't know how I'm concentrating

Best artist in the world

I'ma need that nomination

I'm drunk as hell right now

And I'm high, I'm out my body

Got this one bitch on my line

I think she tryna come top me

Ayy, uh, let me stop it

Ayy, I feel way too nauseous , huh

Chillin' with my demons, think I see em in my closet

In my closet