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Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 a.m. and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still fuck? (Fuck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still?
Tellin' you just how I feel right now

You said it's just the drugs and I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I lied too, way before, before
Before I had you right inside my arms
But then again, I could be drunk (it's lit, yeah)

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Baby, I don't wanna sound righteous (yeah)
I got 20 bitches suckin' like bisons
I just eeny, meeny, miney, roll the dices
I pick her (pop it, pop it)

She ain't even really my type, and I hear
She been losin' herself to the night shift
She been losin' herself and I get it
Oh, girl, yeah, I get it

Yeah, yeah, you've been fightin' for your shot
And you've been searchin' for your spot
Girl, I feel it, yeah, girl, I feel it, yeah
Oh, you think you got your groove
But you want someone like you (let-)

Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 a.m. and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still fuck? (Fuck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still?
Tellin' you just how I feel right now

You said it's just the drugs and I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know (it's the kid, know it, damn it)
I lied too, way before (how they feelin'), before (how they feelin' right here)
Before I had you right inside my arms (feelin' like some money tonight)
But then again, I could be drunk (yeah)

I know, mami, I know (know)
It's 2 a.m., don't stress (stress)
At three, that bullshit kick in
In 30, you'll feel your best
I turned my whole spot to crucial
It's crucial, the way I left (it's lit)
Upstairs is like a low
My new bitches be the best (let's go)

I'm lookin' at her, when her startin' to turn into you (her)
Now you startin' to fuck up my mind, is it you, is it her?
We brought Booby Trap to the 'burbs
F29 is my address, in case you ain't heard
It's floodin' upstairs, it's a leak
I don't make it squeak, make it squirt
I make this shit beat
Bon appétit when I feast

Slippin' and slide through the streets
It takes a finesse
Especially in this Cabriolet G
Engine make it hard to creep
Just leave the gate open
Through the side door, I'ma creep

Are you by the Turrell?
And are the kids downstairs asleep?
And are you upstairs by yourself?
A minute from there
Is there some room for me?
Baby, do tell, do tell

Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 a.m. and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still fuck? (Fuck that shit)
One of one, I'm in the zone right now
Tell me, am I still?
Tellin' you just how I feel right now

You said it's just the drugs and I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I lied too, way before, before
Before I had you right inside my arms
But then again, I could be drunk

Writer(s): Ozan Yildirim, Jacques Webster, Scotty Coleman, Josiah Sherman, Terrance George, Evan Hood

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