[Verse 1]
Different week, same shit around here, dawg, ain't nothing new
Got a call from Kyle, told him, "I'm coming through"
He told me stop, grab him a Sprite for his cup of Goose
Through the phone I could hear what they were bumping to
I went and made a pit stop, parked at the Quick Stop
Already had a fifth but grabbed a six of some twist tops
Better safe than sorry
By the time I hit the party, it was already 10:40
I'm tryna blow the stress from my motherfucking work week off
Been, like, five months since I had a work week off
I'm at the door, ain't no sense in knocking, so I walk in
Super lowkey, but it's popping
I give a nod to a kid that I never met, then he asked me for a cigarette
Told him I didn't smoke, but I let him finish his sentence
Saw my homie so I dapped him up
Then we started laughing at jokes that I kept on cracking
But, yo, let's skip the chatting 'cause I'm sober, let me pour a shot
Nah, yo, let's pour a shot
I'ma drink this liquor 'til my body hit the floor and drop
Like are we drinking more or not?
Like are we drinking more or not?
[Background noise and party chatter]
[Verse 2]
I let the liquor hit my liver, probably killing myself
But that shit don't really matter when you feeling yourself, aye
Logan 'bout to roll a blunt, I don't really smoke a ton
He passed it to me anyway just 'cause I was the closest one
I took a little hit, shit, you know what I'm saying
He always got the loud pack that's got me choking again
*Cough, cough*
I'm straight with it
And, yeah, I'm kinda high, but I hold it all together like a paper clip
I made another drink, Future playing again
Heard that Molly Percocet joint banging again
Sat around the table, chilling for, like, two or three hours
'Til the bottles ran dry and the food was devoured
I checked my phone around one in the morning, the time was soaring
And noticed that I had gotten a text that said "I'm horny"
From this chick I want to smash since last summer
Checked my pocket, I was down to my last rubber, that's perfect
Couple homies dipped, another sleep on the couch
Told Kyle I was dipping, grabbed my keys and I'm out
He asked if I was straight to drive, said, "You freaking me out"
"Chill dawg, yeah I'm fine man, you freaking me out"
[Key jingling, car starting]
[Verse 3]
Pussy on my mind, girl, I'm thinking 'bout you
Let my car warm up for a minute or two
I been thinking 'bout the things that I'm itching to do
And ain't a single person stopping me from getting to you
I said, "I'm coming" and she made a joke
It gave me hope that she'll do everything that she's saying, yo
I'm twenty minutes out, I can't reverse the mission
And truthfully, I am a little drunk, but I've driven under worse conditions
Thirty-five miles the whole time
'Cause I don't need no cops stopping me at the goal line
And I don't need a "Dewey", dawg, 'cause I ain't got no money for that
Fuck, I barely even got enough money for gas
She texted, "How close, baby?"
"Oh, it's funny you ask
I'm 'bout ten minutes out, I'ma bust in that ass"
This what happens when you stick to the plan, dawg
Know these back roads like the back of my hand, dawg
I blinked for just a second, shit, that really came up quicker than expected
Saw some lights and didn't fucking realize the road was bending
[Verse 4]
I opened up my eyes, I'm alive, doctors looking surprised
With no major issues, it's a miracle you're alright
I thank God or my guardian angel who used his halo
To save me from something fatal, I'm eternally grateful
Then he got a little lower, looked me right in my eyes
Said, "You hit some other people and they didn't survive
You killed a mother and her baby, the daughter was five"
That was 'bout the moment I was wishing I died
