It′s Two AM I'm One shot from blacking out
Pretty girls doing lines in the bathroom now
My friends fucked up we ain′t coming back down
All my haters bitched out
They pissed now
She like oh my god Rich dad
Big house
At my show with her
(Whoo) out
Them shits bounce
I'm too faded need to sit down
I'm lit now
Drink got me like Whoa
She said she ain′t done this shit before
How come you do all this like a pro
Wake up every morning on the floor
But I ain′t one to judge I do the most
It's Two AM I′m One shot from blacking out
Pretty girls doing lines in the bathroom now
My friends fucked up we ain't coming back down
Cause It′s Two AM I'm One shot from blacking out
Pretty girls doing lines in the bathroom now
My friends fucked up we ain′t coming back down
Down
Two AM we getting kicked out
To my crib
See that shorty going too wild
That's my bitch
And she wanna bring a friend too
She brought Six
Got me faded off the Fourty Two
We all lit
Drink got me like Whoa
She said she ain't done this shit before
How come you do all this like a pro
Wake up every morning on the floor
But I ain′t one to judge I do the most
It′s Two AM I'm One shot from blacking out
Pretty girls doing lines in the bathroom now
My friends fucked up we ain′t coming back down
Cause It's Two AM I′m One shot from blacking out
Pretty girls doing lines in the bathroom now
My friends fucked up we ain't coming back down
Down
We ain′t coming back down
Writer(s): Danny Majic, Jace Logan Jennings, Jordan Lutes, Arizona Zervas, Blaise Railey, Jacob Alan Greenspan, David Schaemann, John Wolf, Austin George
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