Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless Drivin' with a buzz, I'm gonna reck this I can't bring nobody to my mom's crib She don't want me bringin' through the misfits Twenty years, we've been on the same shit Skippin' over cracks in the pavement All my favorite shit went out of business So we're bowl-rowlling lookin' for a quick fix
Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless Got-got-got-got-got-got-got-got—
We all gonna die, yo We all gonna die, yo Him and you and I know So why don't we get high though? Yeah
I started early, please catch up (Yeah, please catch) Hasta la vista, man, I'm higher than a jeston Pull up, get the cash and then I exit You ain't talkin' money, you could miss me like my exes Little holidays and the drunk text messages Please know I have stopped givin' a fuck like I was Hell of it Please no teeth, did your momma teach you etiqutte? Please drink some water, hard, it's not gettin', it's delicate Ayy, twenty-four hours and it's still not enough I play too much, I get that paper, then ball it up Why you ex'd up like you can't move on? She back home, got a nigga, yeah, he gone
Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless) Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless (Reckless)
Pop-pop-poppin' pills early in the mornin' (Slime) And I'm on it, ooh, baby girl, she on me (Ooh yeah) Oh, she want it, oh, I stick it in her mind, a warnin' Okay, gettin' the money, money is my habit I got the money, money got the shooters I got the Glock and I don't do the Ruger Spendin' my money, I send it, make shooter Baptize a nigga, tell 'em, "Hallelujah" And I just bless my shooters Okay, step on these niggas these niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit I turn these niggas to some bitches Yeah, gang, gang, gang, she ain't with it 4L gang, that business, yeah Money always over bitches Money gon' make a bitch cum And I'm a witness to that Money gon' make a bitch dumb (Money gon' make a bitch dumb) Money gon' make a bitch dumb
I just found my car by the decline (Reckless) Steal a couple snacks in the meantime (Reckless) The plug send me good, I'ma beeline Took the red to the orange to the green line
Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless) Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless (Reckless) Day drinkin' got me feelin' reckless-reckless