[Verse 1]
I be fillin’ my champagne flute with Prosecco
Tryna celebrate life so we’re poppin’ corks
Lemon haze taste like limoncello
Hit the cart so hard that we’re poppin’ coils
I left the bar in a black car
With a broad that I met inside the Clermont
She bought me lap dances, had some grandma titties in my face straight swingin’, she was drinkin’ that Grand Marnier
Hey, I got the Xans all day, grams of yay and the shit’s so fire
One sniff get you and your friend flambé
Bitch so thick in the waist, I bet 1k that she tastes like Crème Anglaise and I can not wait to confirm it
She blew a tune like a snake charmer do to a flute tryna prove she can handle the serpent
Hit the stage afterwards, start conversin’ (with who?)
With some girls that we’re lurkin’ (and then what?)
It depends on the person, some hoes flirt first, then make you put the work in
Some hoes are the worst kind (kind of what?)
Kind of slut, I remember the first time I seen a chick sick of waitin’ on the artist
So instead, she just went and gave some head to the merch guy
Look bitch, I ain’t judgin’ ‘cause you wanted to fuck somebody right then and coundn’t wait for who you came for
Even better that you gave some head to somebody regular, in a way, it kinda proves you’re not a fame whore
I’m like the white Rudy Ray Moore
People look at me and say I’m livin’ life like a playboy
You got a pain? I got a great cure, I got a lower price and it weigh more
A shot of Creek Water, tryna start the week on a sweet note
As far as cheese go, I want the whole enchilada
I want a thick Chicana that dreams of a gringo stuffin’ his chorizo inside her empanada
North Atlanta brought up, I met a Xaniholic at the Family Dollar, she was drunk all sweaty
She said “Rittz, let me give you some head”
I said “I got my dick sucked already, but…”
[Chorus]
The night’s still young, I feel numb
I feel high and slightly drunk
I feel wonderful inside tonight, and I have just begun
The night’s still young, I feel numb
I feel high and slightly drunk
I’ve succumb to my temptations once again, but I ain’t done and the night‘s still young

[Verse 2]
Backstage or the tour bus? Turn an Airbnb into a whorehouse
No smokin’ in the hotel, “oh well”, my room smell like a sports lounge
Blazin’ the Jesus Blanco, bring the cocaine to the table, so much people named me Chapo
Just payin’, maybe not tho, the soft got me lookin’ like a crazed Diablo
I rep the A, keep it playa, Poncho, Avion go great with lime
So take a shot, I already been started drinkin’, I don’t wanna be The Lone Ranger Tonto
Tell the manager to send the waiter pronto
Fine dinin’, that’s Buckhead life, right?
I used to fuck a hoe that stayed on Pharr Road
But that’s neither here or there, goin’ airborne, with some hoes, I bet they’re on Heroin
They keep noddin’ out wastin’ my weed, I’m like “jeez”
Wish I never would have said I’d share mine
Party favors on me, Bacardi chased with RC go together perfect Sorta how the Jordan 8s on feet, they look better when they coordinate with my tee
Destroy everything, hit up Venomiz, I’m finna hit Detroit soon
The homie Sly Stone and A-Laz came by with a pair of CNT Air Force Ones
I can’t remember who they say had custom made mine, I just thought I might as well come harder
The cigars that I puff, they come from Privada
When the times got rough, had nothin’, none, nada
Never thought I was gonna become the Don Dada
Kinda feel like I did a bump of gun powder, when I’m partyin’, I’m hard to keep up with
I ain’t tryna argue and fuss, I wanna party and fuck, and it’s annoyin’, so I kinda find it counterproductive
What’s next? I took a few shrooms, I did a few bumps
I got a few n***s from a new bitch ‘cause the two chicks I’m with right now drunk threathenin’ to shoot two dudes, but
[Chorus]
The night’s still young, I feel numb
I feel high and slightly drunk
I feel wonderful inside tonight, and I have just begun
The night’s still young, I feel numb
I feel high and slightly drunk
I’ve succumb to my temptations once again, but I ain’t done and the night‘s still young