Rob49 - Off Dat Drank Lyrics

Yeah
It got a little background noise in the back, excuse that
We havin' a-, a PP private party
Y'all see what I'm sayin'
(Known to let that MAC fly, just like my nigga Doughboy)
Uh, yeah

Turn me up
I'm f*ckin' an opp bitch
If Peter Piper was like me
That nigga would pop shit (yeah)
I'm on a jet off pills
Yeah, I'm high as a cock pit
In the booty club
Throwin' that Lucci Lu like YFN, woo

F*ckin' a bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (uh)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank (yeah)
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, we on 1942, we on Deleon
Pop a G6 (yeah), get your jiggy on
Honey pack throw it back, I'm bustin' ten nuts (yeah)
Buy a bitch a watch and chain like she us
Turn me up (yeah)
Pipe up bad sluts (yeah)
Bae, it's shot o'clock
Take a shot in the club
Pipe her up (yeah)
I pipe a bitch up (bitch uo)
Bitches play me, foul
I still score and one, yeah
Turned up off that drank (yeah)
Doin' shit you can't (uh)
Bitch, stay in your lane
I'm grippin' wood grain (wood)
My jacket Palm Ange' (yeah)
I'm dripped in new Celine
I'm puttin' on for the team (yeah)
I do my damn thing, woo

F*ckin' a bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (Uh)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank (yeah)
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank

Ridin' in a Rolls-Royce, I treat it like a Trackhawk (yeah)
Put a pop a pill for your motherf*ckin' nice thought
Foreign whip, it go two hundred miles like a Nascar
Nigga, if your bitch leave you, it ain't my fault (yeah)
Real P, real P pusher (yeah)
Real P, real P, nigga (yeah)
Real P (real P), real P pusher (yeah)
Real P (real P), real P pusher (yeah)
Got that drank in my system
Nigga got that drank in my system
Yeah, got that drank in my system (ayy)
Nigga, got that drank in my system, woo

F*ckin' a bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (uh)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm f*ckin' bad bitch (yeah)
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank (yeah)
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank
I'm turned up off that drank

Every time my high go down, I pop another one
Every time you lookin' for your ho, she out here f*ckin' one
Every time my high go down, I pop another one (yeah)
Every time you lookin' for your ho, she out here f*ckin' one
Real P, real P pusher (yeah)
Real P, real P, nigga (yeah)