Sober Rittz (Ft. Suga Free)

[Verse 1: Rittz]
The city is glamming
In the spot coming from my gucci lenses
Plus tour busses scoops and benzes
I ain't used to this I came through the trenches
Now my cousin fill up on boots and end em
Said I can't pronounce multiple bank accounts
Now I give all my hommies all my hand me downs
Shit I used to get a hundred bucks a show
Now I get a couple grand to come and stand around
And drink shots of crown but never snitched to real
One too many gotta catch some air
Rooftop parties bars everywhere
But success don't rest out of hair corvair
Big rozay ho's day when I come and show them
This the me I get 'em tipsy freeze
Be going both ways pussy lickers skills that go showcase
Late night bunch of hoes at my doorway

[Hook:]
It's 4 in the morning and the party don't end
Baby come over, baby come over
Our clothes on the ground drinking Crown till we spin
Fuck till we're sober

[Verse 2: Rittz]
Two fucker take a break to take a shot
Restaurant closed so we go in
Have my iphone out making homemade porn
And she screaming oh Lord, like she born again
One of us going down on snorkeling
Walk by my hotel room door and
I'm sure you heard us bone and probably came the moment
And fuck a maid keeping knocking reorienting
She give me oral then I told her you're a 10
Lying cause your really bout an eight and a half
But a head game is the greatest I had
It's a damn shame that I'm singing the last
Bet it was a blast she was making the splash
And I got one more favor to ask
Can I put a little bit cocaine on your ass
I took a sniff and I told the bitch slider this mess