Off Dat Drank

Yeah, they got a lil' background noise in the back, excuse that
We havin' a, a PP private party
Just know what I'm sayin'
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe)
Ayy, yeah (yeah)

Turn me up (turn me up)
I'm fuckin' an opp bitch (uh-huh)
If Peter Piper was like me, that nigga'd pop shit (yeah)
I'm on a jet off pills, yeah, I'm high as a cockpit (as a cockpit)
In the booty club, throwin' that Lucci Lu like YFN, woo (alright)

Fuckin' a bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (alright)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (alright)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah)

I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (yeah)

I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank

Yeah (yeah), we on 1942, we on DeLeon (we on DeLeon)
Pop a G6 (yeah), get your jiggy on (get your jiggy on)
Honey pack, throw it back, I'm bustin' ten nuts (yeah)
Buy a bitch a watch and chain like she us now (alright)
Turn me up (yeah), pop up, bad sluts (yeah)
Bae, it's shot o'clock, take a shot in the club
Pipe her up (yeah), I pipe a bitch up (a bitch up)
Bitches play me, foul, still score, AND1, yeah

Turned up off that drank (yeah), doin' shit you can't (alright)
Bitch, stay in your lane (phew), I'm grippin' wood grain (I'm grippin' wood grain)
My jacket Palm Angel (yeah), I'm dripped in new Celine (dripped in new Celine)
I'm puttin' on for the team (yeah), I do my damn thing, woo (alright)

Fuckin' a bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (alright)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (alright)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah)

I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (yeah)

I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')

Ridin' rollin' in a Rolls-Royce, I treat it like a Trackhawk (yeah)
Would've popped that pill for your motherfuckin' nice, thought (alright)
Foreign whip, go two hundred miles like a NASCAR (yeah)
Nigga, if your bitch leave you (leave you), it ain't my fault (yeah)

Real P (P), uh, real P pusher (yeah)
Real P (real P), uh, real P nigga (yeah)
Real P (real P), real P pusher (yeah)
Real P (real P), real P pusher (yeah)
Got that drank in my system (phew)
Nigga, got that drank in my system
Yeah, got that drank in my system (alright)
Nigga, got that drank in my system, woo

Fuckin' a bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (alright)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (alright)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah), I'm fuckin' bad bitch (yeah)

I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (yeah)

I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')
I'm turned up off that drank (know what I'm sayin')

Every time my high go down, I pop another one
Every time you lookin' for your ho, she out here fuckin' one (yeah)
Every time my high go down, I pop another one (yeah)
Every time you lookin' for your ho, she out here fuckin' one (phew)
Real P (real P), uh, real P pusher (yeah)
Real P (real P), uh, real P nigga (yeah)



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Writer(s): Paul Williams, Robert Coleman Thomas
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