[Chorus: Rittz & Nawf6od]
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od, Nawf6od
[Verse 1: Rittz]
Woke up in my hotel, I was sleeping in my shoes (Oh my God)
Like what the fuck had happened?
Bitches passed out in the bathroom and my carpet's drenched in puke (What was that?)
She pissed herself and chipped a tooth
Cocaine residue on every flat surface
A "Do-Not-Disturb" sign hanging from the doorknob
ITunes shuffle still banging, hearing Dogg Pound, dog food
Macbook stuck on PornHub
Cigarette burns on [?] and the porch smoke
So on the floor 'cause the sliding glass door broke
Who the fuck snorts coke on a bottle?
Tried to put it in the nightstand, can't get the drawer closed
All my hoes sprawled on the floor with some dudes that I let come through
Time to wake that bitch up
Girl was sleeping [?]
I'ma turn her pocketbook to a piss cup
I don't even feel shitty, boutta hit the next city
Let 'em sleep, peace 'til we meet again, y'all
They gon' feel like hell when they finally wake up
But I guess that's what you get for try'na party with the big dog
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od
Jesus Blanco, Jesus Blanco
Jesus Blanco, Nawf6od, Nawf6od
[Verse 1: Rittz]
Woke up in my hotel, I was sleeping in my shoes (Oh my God)
Like what the fuck had happened?
Bitches passed out in the bathroom and my carpet's drenched in puke (What was that?)
She pissed herself and chipped a tooth
Cocaine residue on every flat surface
A "Do-Not-Disturb" sign hanging from the doorknob
ITunes shuffle still banging, hearing Dogg Pound, dog food
Macbook stuck on PornHub
Cigarette burns on [?] and the porch smoke
So on the floor 'cause the sliding glass door broke
Who the fuck snorts coke on a bottle?
Tried to put it in the nightstand, can't get the drawer closed
All my hoes sprawled on the floor with some dudes that I let come through
Time to wake that bitch up
Girl was sleeping [?]
I'ma turn her pocketbook to a piss cup
I don't even feel shitty, boutta hit the next city
Let 'em sleep, peace 'til we meet again, y'all
They gon' feel like hell when they finally wake up
But I guess that's what you get for try'na party with the big dog
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