Way 2 Drunk

Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé

Bitch, I'm way too drunk
Bitch, I'm way too drunk

Me and Diizii on the track
There's no turning back
We came so far from where we began
And we still have so much further to go
From Drunk in Luv to Handheld to here and now

I'm so tipsy, I can't hear what you tellin' me (Yeah)
Fuck all that shit, a response? They be beggin' me (Huh)
Fuck all that 'net beefin', bitch, it ain't helpin' me, huh (Rrr)
Shorty be caressin' me (Yeah)
If only I gave a fuck (Bitch)
Damn, I guess you just down on yo' luck (Huh)
I'm ballin' on niggas, I dunk (Huh)
Fuck it, I'm way too drunk (Too drunk)

I spilled Henny on my bitch (Bitch)
She'll lick it up, she 'bout that shit (Okay)
Tell me, we runnin' the fades?
DANTE? on the beat, it's another Dantape
Hit, huh, hit (Yeah), huh, I'm hittin' my shorty at night (Yeah)
I'm sippin' whatever, I'm doin' whatever
You know that that's the shit I like (Okay), yeah
Hol' on, turn it back, do what I want (Want)
Tuh, my bitch be bad to the bone (Bone)
Huh, you still speakin' 'bout me? That's dumb (Dumb)
Yeah, I fucked and I put in my thumb (Thumb)
Yeah, way too drunk and I'm way too wasted
Fuck all 'em niggas that be on that hate shit (What?)
Bitch, I'm on my ape shit (Huh)
Five shots to the face and she taste it (Yeah)
Drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Strap on us, it's just me and my bae (Bah! Bah!)
Is we scrappin' up or you dyin' today? (Tuh)
Tell me what it is, lil' bitch, don't you play (Uh)
Tell me, why you bringin' up my name again?
I 'on' fuck with these niggas, lil' bitch, we not friends
Ain't we have it settled? I thought it done ended (Okay)
Off of the gas and that shit got me bent (Okay), yeah
Fuck a lil' lame, I can't fuck wit' y'all (Nah)
Bitch, don't you trip, yeah, you finna fall (Huh)
Fuck all that talk, I don't answer calls (Huh)
Bitch, I got it all

Bitch, I'm way too drunk
Bitch, I'm way too drunk

Bitch, I'm drunk in love, it ain't no Beyoncé
Cannot wife that bitch, she not my fiancée
My youngin' gon' carry that heater, ayy
They carry the bricks in wife beaters, ayy
Bitch, I'm off of a couple of shots (Shots)
They jackin' yo' shit, you get shot (Shot)
Huh, talkin' that shit? Can you not? (Not)
All I need is Patrón, all I got (Got)
Don't need directions, I know my way around
You flexin' the zip, it ain't even an ounce ('TE?)
My twin Def'; he was movin' pounds (Tape)
They carry tools, shoot a hunnid rounds
You a bitch, but it ain't no diss
She left it a hickey and left it a kiss
Yeah, I gave her my kids
And you can't fuck with the kid

I'm so tipsy, I can't hear what you tellin' me (Yeah)
Fuck all that shit, a response? They be beggin' me (Huh)
Fuck all that 'net beefin', bitch, it ain't helpin' me, huh (Rrr)
Shorty be caressin' me (Yeah)
If only I gave a fuck (Bitch)
Damn, I guess you just down on yo' luck (Huh)
I'm ballin' on niggas, I dunk (Huh)
Fuck it, I'm way too drunk (Too drunk)

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Writer(s): Michael Pastrana
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