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Wasted Lyrics - Singles - Cal Scruby

[Verse 1] 

People sayin' all my new shit kill 

No shit, well my old shit kill too 

Count a 150 thou 

That's a lie right now, in a year that's the real truth 

Ain't about that though 

More about the people that'll doubt that flow 

Watch 'em fall back when they hear the wrong track 

I'ma need a new accountant just to count that dough 

Comin' in fast, can't count that slow 

Got it stacked too high, can't count that low 

By the time it's 2020, I'm addicted to the money 

Man, I don't know what I'd ever do without that dough 

Gotta get whatever I want 

I don't gotta habit, I can quit whenever I want 

I don't gotta have it but if you got it I gotta grab it 

I fought it, I thought I had it 

I promise I'm not an addict 

 

[Pre-Hook] 

You wanna know why I get wasted? 

Cause these bitches all basic 

And when I can't take it 

I'm drinkin' liquor out the bottle, no chaser 

 

But you wanna know why I get wasted? 

To forget about that 

Fake shit, I ain't never been about that 

All the money and the fame I can live without that 

 

[Hook] 

Drink, smoke, chill 

Gon' and pop a pill 

Bitches in the lobby, I already know they will 

 

Drink, smoke, chill 

Gon' and pop a pill 

Now these bitches in my room and you already know the deal 

 

[Verse 2] 

See that all white tesla? 

That's new 

Said he really gettin' paid now 

That's true 

All eyes on me 

Give a fuck about you 

So you really gon' hate now 

And that's cool 

Fuck 'em 

Do this shit all on my own, all on my own 

Man up, you not in my zone 

Smoke this shit all to myself, all to myself 

Drink 'til the bottle is gone 

I don't know why you so mad, why you so mad? 

I never did you no wrong 

I just be livin' my songs, that's all 

Told your bitch she better leave me alone 

Uh, rich white women in my nightmares 

Never let me hit it in my Nike Airs 

And I don't get it cause I fight fair 

Hit it right, bet I put it right there 

Rich black women in my dreams 

Never let me get up in her jeans 

Shorty what you mean? 

I just bought you 4 or 5 drinks 

Make it drop girl, do it for the team 

All these bitches are bougie 

They all wanna be wifey 

She ask me if it's Gucci 

I tell her: "Yeah bitch, it might be" 

Now we in the jacuzzi and I still got on my Nikes 

Cause I've been drinkin', smokin', chillin', wasted 

That's why she like me 

 

[Pre-Hook] 

You wanna know why I get wasted? 

Cause these bitches all basic 

And when I can't take it 

I'm drinkin' liquor out the bottle, no chaser 

 

But you wanna know why I get wasted? 

To forget about that 

Fake shit, I ain't never been about that 

All the money and the fame I can live without that 

 

[Hook] 

Drink, smoke, chill 

Gon' and pop a pill 

Bitches in the lobby, I already know they will 

 

Drink, smoke, chill 

Gon' and pop a pill 

Now these bitches in my room and you already know the deal