[Verse 1: Young Social]
Pulled up in that Wraith and I am way beyond shitfaced
Stole a bottle from the VIP, so my new bitch could get a taste
Got half a bottle of Hennessy in my bloodstream right now
Spilled drink on my Balmains, but it's no harm, no foul
Cause once I leave the club I'm on my way to your place, babygirl
I know that you took a blunt and Patron to your face, babygirl
Hit you up on your iMessage, bad connection so the text green
I know it's early as fuck but I promise I'll be there like around 3

[Chorus: Orion Prophet]
Blurry, it's all so fucking blurry
I can't think
But baby don't worry
I'll be there in a hurry, blurry
I know I'm slurring
I know I'm slurring
But I'll be there in a hurry
So don't even worry, blurry

[Verse 2: Young Social]
I'm really too young to be drinking
I'm too young to be thinking
And I'm too young to be plotting
I'm too young to be dropping shots
But there really ain't no stopping
So let's get these bottles popping
Feel like Tyga's album sales cause I can't keep from flopping
We got Hennessy, what's next?
Got a bottle of Jack to send some drunk texts to my ex
Cause I really don't want to stress
I know my girl hate this
But I said that I'm on the way bitch
I didn't mean that language
I'm just drunk as a motherfucker

[Chorus: Orion Prophet]
Blurry, it's all so fucking blurry
I can't think
But baby don't worry
I'll be there in a hurry, blurry
I know I'm slurring
I know I'm slurring
But I'll be there in a hurry
So don't even worry, blurry

[Outro: Orion Prophet]
How you want it, how you want it?
I can barely see, but I know you want it