Blow
I just got some drank, I just hit some herb
Took a couple shots, instantly I got the urge
I called my homie’s phone, he asked me where I am
I told him I’m at the crib, come thru and bring a couple gra-a-ams
This ain’t every day, this ain’t once a week
But sometimes when I get drunk, all I wanna do is geek
So we started snortin’ lines, when it drained it tasted sweet
You could tell that shit was good, my mouth was crooked tryna spe-e-eak
Chillin’ with my homie; me, him, and my girl
When we’re on that cocaine, it’s us against the world
Did 1 line, 2 line, 3 lines, 4 lines, 5 lines in a row
My hands are getting’ clammy, it’s fuckin’ up my nose
But here I go, I’m on that…
Blow (blow), oh shit
I be on that blow, and I said I’m gon’ quit
I’m fucked up on that blow (blow), oh shit
And I really hope I don’t end up overdosin’
Here we go again
I’m on that blow (blow), on that blo-o-ow
On that blow (blow), oh shit
I’m fucked up on that blow (blow), on that blo-o-ow
On that blow (blow), oh shit
This blow will make you talk, drinkin’ while we chat
Talkin’ bout our problems, yappin’ about the past
But that shit is a secret if anybody asks
Tryna come down with them Xanax, we’re poppin’ lor-a-tabs
Last time we was high, my girl done spilled her glass
The coke was on the table, that drink got in the bag
So we started freakin’ out cause that was all we had
We tried to microwave it, had to throw it in the tra-a-ash
Seven in the morning, startin’ to see the sun
Got one more line left, one a piece until it’s done
I pick up a CD case and spill that shit cause I was drunk
But instead of saying fuck it, tried to snort it off the rug
Cause we was fucked up on that…
Blow (blow), oh shit
I be on that blow, and I said I’m gon’ quit
I’m fucked up on that blow (blow), oh shit
And I really hope I don’t end up overdosin’
Here we go again
I’m on that blow (blow), on that blo-o-ow
On that blow (blow), oh shit
I’m fucked up on that blow (blow), on that blo-o-ow
On that blow (blow), oh shit
Here we go again