Released: June 28, 2016

Featuring: P. Wild Dew Baby Wale

Songwriter: Loki Lo P. Wild Dew Baby Wale Fat Trel

Producer: Loki Lo

[Chorus: P. Wild]
I'm drinking so much
I'm smoking so much
I'm never sober
I cannot show love
I cannot show love

[Verse 1: Wale, Fat Trell and Dew Baby]
I'm rairly sober
At night I be rollin
I might hit it over
I might hit the quarter
They say we blew up
Act like you knew us
My boys will blow up
I mean we blew up
Police patrolling, I'm out here rolling
It's no controling
I thought you know it
I'm such a stoner
Lean got me poured up
5 in the Ruger
You know I hang with the shooters
Hang with the shooters
That ame at Madoola
Where my young nigga at? Boy, shout out to Boosie
Show up, no more slow up
Came a long way from the old cup
Solo rolling through Moco
With my bitch, she walkin on toes now
A duce in the purple, a duce in the red
Got 4 blunts, take 1 to the head
Niggas get money, addicted to bread
I'd rather go and fuck bitches instead
Same nigga, with a pack of that dread
Pack of niggas in the [?]
Now I'm that nigga with bread
Got love for [?]
[?] and I slide them around
Cop it down, bet the feelings come out
Hit a pussy nigga with a hot 16
A Glock 16
You know what this mean
I don't understand how I got this mean
If you don't believe, come watch this thing
Niggas don't play, we ball, NBA
Money still call us, double A
Take your bitch, she keep looking at us
Book a flight, catch you lookin this way
You lookin at her, she lookin away
You might be that nigga, but just not today
Just copped me a J, in the hall of fame
A nigga like me, came out the mud with a gage
I don't give a fuck, like tomorrow or today
I fuck her tomorrow, you call her today

[Chorus: P. Wild]
I'm drinking so much
I'm smoking so much
I'm never sober
I cannot show love
I cannot show love

[Verse 2: Fat Trel]
I'm back and I bust
Smoking the shit, showin no love
Just got in, when I get bored, I just pour up the lean
Pop me a Xan, then I go on the way
You fuck with my niggas, I fuck with your day
We gon get money like fuck what they say
Fuck all these bitches, they all in the way
Hoes on my dick, I might need me some space
Fuck up the Roles, fuck up the A
Fuck up Patrone, fuck on my face
Been gettin money since back in the day
Since I was a youngin just packin the tray
Niggas want work, Imma shoot out the K
Boot up and boot out, and get out the way
Call up Young Wild, like where is my child?
Bitch smile I fuck up her day
The bitches in line, I keep them in place
They have to boot up from smoking on Ace
Fuck all the talkin, the money I chace
When I'm in the club, I'm poppin the Ace
Shout out to Killa, you know that's my ace
I need me some pack, I'm [?]
Boys in the hood, we don't fuck with them trays
We count them fiftys and hundreds for days

[Chorus: P. Wild]
I'm drinking so much
I'm smoking so much
I'm never sober
I cannot show love
I cannot show love

Fat Trel

Martrel Reeves, whose stage name is “Fat Trel”, is an American hip-hop artist. Fat Trel was born on June 26, 1990, in Washington D.C, United States. In late 2013, Fat Trel became signed to Rick Ross’s label, Maybach Music Group. Every year past, he has been bringing content to people around the world.