Wasted Travis Scott (Ft. Juicy J)

[Intro: Travis Scott]
Wasted or nah? (Aw, aw, yeah, aw)
Are you wasted or nah? Wasted or nah? Wasted at night

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Take a sip, drownin' in this shit, coppers on my hip, I hold my head
I been takin' risks to make that money flip, shots to the head
I ain't order it, I can't afford this shit, go to war with this, you overboard, I'm over-bored with shit
Now, it's pay a player, pay a nigga, got a day-to-day to stack and still, I pay accountants
Twenty racks to show just a little allowance, only come to Houston if the boy allow it
Bow your head to a real one, comin' down with them main niggas
H-Town, don't play with us, them with-it boys stay with-with-with it
I been grindin', slavin' over time since I was a fan
Lookin' in the mirror like "One day, Jacques, you gon' be the man"
One skinny, tatted nigga, blunt flicker, young La Flame, hot spitter who can't hold his liquor, yeah

[Chorus: Pimp C]
It's really goin' down in the goddamn South
I'm trill, I'm country 'til the end
It-it-it-it's really goin' down in the goddamn South
I'm trill, I'm country 'til the end

[Bridge: Juicy J & Travis Scott]
There's a lot of motherfuckers that can't handle they liquor, can't handle these drugs (Wasted or nah?)
It's only real niggas that can handle their shit, man (Wasted or nah?), yeah (Wasted or nah?)
So if you tryna get lit, wanna pour up?
Make sure you stay on our level, 'cause we go up, let me see you up