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lordan punk - too drunk lyrics

[intro: lordan punk]

i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you

(the law)

[verse 1]
who you pay for that?
who you pay for that?
whats your answer? i’m a wait for that…
you ain’t got it now you payin’ back
you went away with that
you ain’t movin’ sh-t, you went away with that
yeah, i’m getting paid with that
woah, d-mn
lordan punk real known to go ham
i write trap, but this a slow jam
and my sh-t don’t jam
oh sh-t, i can’t stop pourin’!
waiting out her till i’m tourin’
off these xans still snorin’
doing sh-t ‘cause i can afford it
that’s trap money
she want a black n-gga with some rap money
i’m in the party they like, “can you rap for me?”
no
i’m not even friends wit’ you, bro
i got other sh-t to do, though
if you don’t understand what the f-ck this song about then thats on you, bro
there’s way more in life than to just be cute, ho
when’s the last time i shoot, though?
i ain’t got nothing that i gotta prove to y’all
everything i do is so smooth to y’all
everything i do ain’t involvin’ y’all
all you n-ggas please get up off my b-lls
i just need to be alone
need to find my way back home
need to find my way back home
this crown don’t fit my dome

[chorus]
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you

[verse 2]
if you lacking i will turn you to a b-st-rd, that’s your daddy boy
don’t you ever at me, boy
name is tyree, i’m wit an ashley, boy
that’s not shanaynay
n-gga, you a g-y-g-y
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t play play
and i be wit’ white hoes so d-mn much that they call me the snowman
ho! why the f-ck you wanna hold hands?
i’m a do a show count a whole band, ay
oh man, ay
oh d-mn, ay
i d-mn spray
get the d-mn k
off the d-mn shelf, i don’t need help
‘cause i move low, i got d-mn stealth
shawty shake that hey-ah, woah, ah
i dont play-ah, lordan
real deal slaya, hey-ah
what you sayin’, f-ck you

[verse 3]
i’m sick of staying in my town
with the n-ggas that i hate and the b-tches i already f-cked… man
what the f-ck is really up, man?
promisin’ me a bunch of nothings
i’m tryna go do somethin’
need to hit a party thats jumpin’
‘fore a n-gga put the whole f-ckin’ pump in
my mouth
out my house
ain’t no drought
p-ssy stay wet
y’all boys clowns
who you know?
boy, what you bout?
what you do? you got no clout
“who are we?” don’t you ask that
needa hit a l!ck, ask big bro, “where my favorite mask at?”
i be sad as sh-t, party all night just to mask that
gotta hunnid zips like, who the f-ck i call to match that?
all you n-ggas look like f-g bags
all you n-ggas need to relax
i feel like myself and now i need help cause the old lordan punk was a relapse
a n-gga really don’t know how to relax
i swear to god, p-ssy boy i need tax
that’s off top
if you don’t pay
then you gon’ hurt
and i won’t lie
so you better pray
cause i will slide
right where you lay
i feel like
my old trip feels like
that sh-t never run out
i need some hard sh-t

i hope these hoes relax
and i hope that i don’t die
and i hope that i don’t cry
and i keep it on my side, oh
(i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you
i’m too faded for you)
acting like they don’t know
acting like they don’t
lordan punk, i’m a blow
i got no control over all of my hoes
let them do what they want

sk, sk

[outro]
hope that i don’t die
hope that i don’t die
hope that i don’t die
don’t, don’t die
don’t die

like, where you lay-ah, oh
this sh-t a lay up, ooo
i might throw up, ooo
just call these sl-ts to
do what i want, ooo
i’m too drunk, ooo
hey-yo, hey-yo
why these n-ggas so soft, play-doh…

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