[Verse 1] Uh, Rozay, I'm on my last cup I'm on my last blunt, and on the last puff I'm way past done, I can barely stand up Like "Where my girl at?", I'm finna wake that ass up I walk up in the room, her face mashed up I look her in the eyes, like "What you mad for?" She says, "We've got some problems that's way past us" I'm like, "Can we wait?",...Learn More