I Luv This Shit August Alsina (Ft. Trinidad James)

[Intro: August Alsina & Trinidad James]
(James, uh, uh)
Man, I love this shit
Man, I love this shit (Okay)
Man, I love this shit
Man, I love this shit
And I love this shit
And I love this shit (Okay)
And I love this shit
And I love this shit (Love it, love it, love it, love it, ha, ha)

[Verse 1: August Alsina]
It's two o’clock and I'm faded, this kush feeling amazing
Got a voicemail on my phone from a lil breezy feeling X-rated
She told a nigga she hurting, I'm in the car and I'm swerving
I walked into her bedroom, I put it down that's certain
Man, I stay on that CÎROC ('ROC), man, I stay taking shots (Shots)
May your girl be on my jock, maybe 'cause I'm everything you're not
See, I ain't no bitch nigga, no rich nigga, no snitch nigga
I'm a real nigga, that's real nigga
I'm just tryna chill 'cause

[Pre-Chorus: August Alsina]
I'm way too drunk to be talking like this
I'm way too high to be tripping like this
I'm way too young to be living like this
Ask me why I do it? I’ma put it like this