
作词 : Dean, Michael G.
作曲 : Dean, Michael G.
I can hold my liquor
But this man can’t handle his shit
On Chicago, south of town
I'm on in Indiana
I'm heard on the radio now
I can't handle no liquor
But these ******* can't handle me
I can't control my ******
And my ****** they can't control me
You say you know me, my *****
But you really just know the old me
***** I'm back out my coma,
waking up on your sofa
When I park my Range Rover,
slightly scratch your Corolla
Okay, I smashed your Corolla,
I'm hanging on a hangover
Five years we been over,
ask me why I came over
One more hit and I can own ya,
one more **** and I can own ya
One cold night in October,
Niggas had me floating
Feel like Deepak Chopra,
Niggas had me dead
Might call 2Pac over,
Yeezy's all on you sofa,
these the red Octobers
Still ain't learn me no manners,
you love me when I ain't sober
You love me when I'm hungover,
even when I blow doja
Then her auntie came over,
skinny nigga with no shoulders
Tellin' you that I'm bogus,
***** you don't even know us
Baby girl, he's a loner,
baby girl, he's a loner
Late night organ donor,
after that he disown ya
After that he's just hopeless,
soul mates become soulless
When he's sober it's over and *****,
I'm back out my coma
I can't handle no liquor
But these ******* can't handle me
I can't control my ******
And my ****** they can't control me
You say you know me, my *****
But you really just know the old me
I heard you need a new fad
I heard you need a new stack
I heard you need a new phone
I know your 'rents ain't be home
Callin' up your uncle's place
Shit's all over the place
I don't hear your phone
Ohhh on the phone