[Intro]
(Yo, lemme see that pack
Put the music on too
Damn, this is some gas, hold up
This is some good gas, hold up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, oh

[Chorus]
I can't drive right now
Baby, I'm fucked up
And I'm tryna smoke a pound
Pull up on me right now
Saw your boyfriend, he a clown
Text my phone when he not around
I'm shooting threes, bitch, you out of bounds

[Verse 1]
Yeah, we in the function
I'm smoking, I love getting high
And I ain't on that fuck shit
I can't really trust shit
Pull up and I dump quick
I need my money, my bucks quick
Yeah, I'm onto something, yeah
[Verse 2]
Touring, touring, all across the world man
Fucking all these foreigns
Foreigns be roaring
I don't know your name, baby, can you tеll me again?
She tryna give mе brain, for the fame
I'm a zombie
Go ahead and call your friends, 'til the end
Stretching her out, like rubber bands, bands, bands
I'm the man, with the plan
Let’s make a movie, I'm directing
Why these bitches already kissing?
Start the camera, I'm rolling
Pop a pill, I'm rolling

[Verse 3]
So fucked up, I can't drive right now, uh, uh
I'm so high right now, I can fly right now
Baby smoking, off the pound
Her boyfriend is a clown
Texting me when you not around
I can show you different sceneries
I got Billy Jean on me
Diamonds dancing on me
Pressure up, lemon squeeze
D&G, rosary
Pray to God, like, every day
Pray that the money come my way
Broken heart, I love the pain, yeah
[Bridge]
Remember used to walk in the rain
Now driving in a Bentley thang
But I'm teed up
Remember the days I couldn't put my feet up

[Chorus]
I can't drive right now
Baby, I'm fucked up
And I'm tryna smoke a pound
Pull up on me right now
Saw your boyfriend, he a clown
Text my phone when he not around
I'm shooting threes, bitch, you out of bounds