Drunk

Produced by: Tyler, The Creator

<Verse 1: Domo>

Maybe it's all this smoke in me that's loking me got me thinking Ocean deep

Always want it close to me, I'm drifting in this potency

If you ****** cool, then ain't no one in here as cold as me

Domo Genesis, Hodgy Beats and Mike ****ing G

Appropriately ****ing beats, MP3's all in my sheets

Busting on the b*****s wipe me down and put it on repeat

Hot s**t like Mexicans sitting on toilet seats

And I'mma keep it G cause that is all I had a choice to be

**** lovers, play fight with rubbers

Wolf Gang I hunt her, then feed it to my brothers

Eat big for supper, scrape plates of butter

All to keep that green bouncinh in like Flubber

Sweet s**t, we spit, these is, Reeses Pieces, sweet hit, we s**t these bricks

We disrespect, **** a beat, I'mma be sick, Domo G s**t, **** with me

<Hook>

I'm drunk, rolling through the interstate

Peddle to the metal on these b*****s while they ****** hate

I'm buzzing, this is how it goes in my life

I've been on these ******' hoes while you m********e

I'm tipsy, wild as I want to be

About thirty feet deep daring any ***** to **** with me

I'm ****ed up, drinking of this beer all

<Verse 2>

I swear, last year they ain't know about Domo, bro

Now they all lined up for the Domo show

I dont need much give me beats and an ounce of dro

My main *****, we just sit and watch the dollars grow

Like a hate plantation, and I just been waiting

For my season and watch them crops start flaking

If I'm awake then more than likely I am baking

Watch the world fall into my hands, I'm patient

I just got a dollar and a dream

I mean a wallet full of green and a pocket full of steam

And I been on the scene with the hardest of the teams

Me and my goals, ain't no stopping in between

I gotta keep it clean, I'm fly by any means

High in the air on a rocket, Yao Ming

Middle finger up, **** what y'all think

Middle finger up, **** what y'all think

<Hook>

I'm drunk, rolling through the interstate

Peddle to the metal on these b*****s while they ****** hate

I'm buzzing, this is how it goes in my life

I've been on these ******' hoes while you m********e

I'm tipsy, wild as I want to be

About thirty feet deep daring any ***** to **** with me

I'm ****ed up, drinking of this beer all

<Verse 3: Mike G>

See we beyond def, so for respect O.F. will never need a pass

Far from the average, that the most will prolly see me as

I'm elevated, these ****** don't want to step up

I spit bullets see thats a real audio tech, huh?

But I ain't aiming, don't let it hit you

And have me looking for a place to put the bodies when I'm through

He bluffing, I might shoot, **** it, I'm like you

Cause then again gun ain't the weapon I might choose

I'm a regulator, a hater decapitator

Just after sunset its murder on an elavator

So, be scared when you see them wolves mobbing

After all you prima donnas like Hoskins

Tromping, no lust, I give no warnings

Still ill, will, kill, I'm stomping

Hot boxes don't stop my ***** I gotta fight on

Rasta Mike G, I'm a lion, right on

<Outro: Hodgy>

I don't know 'bout what you heard about cash, but

My ****** get money, ***** get money

I don't know 'bout what you heard about ass, but

Domo Genesis got them honies, we got them honies

They up in the jeep smoking hydro

I'm like crazy *****, she like I know

Yeah, homie we gon' ride slow

Odd Future, I shoot ya, die slow