Intoxicated lyrics

[Chorus]
b*tch my heartbeat racin', I'm speed ballin', I'm off lean and X'
(Ayo, that's nickk)
n*gga say he want smoke wit' me, he ain't know we was ridin' around wit them Tec’s
Scope on that b*tch, I'm shooting from long range, like I'm Jimmer Fredette
Your girl a freak, tryna' get in my pants
At the dealership, I think I want a new 'Benz
I'm with some European hoes, they speakin' French
And that money be blowin', thought I had a fan
That money look good, I'ma make love with it
Told her take it back, I don't need it
In the Trackhawk baby, I'm speedin'
I'm with Rush, think I'm a demon
b*tch I been up for the whole week geekin'
b*tch I get fly as f*ck every season
But I get high as f*ck every day
I'm killing that pus*y, I just caught a case
Yeah, that money counter add sh*t up fast
Stop worrying about me boy, you going out sad, yeah, woah

[Verse]
These diamonds all over my body, that sh*t be cooling my flesh, yeah, yeah
b*tch I'm posted in the A' off drank
She don't pop pills, but she wanna' do coke
I can't feel my face 'till my whole body floatin'
Pass me my gun, I think that's an opponent
I'm too tapped in, leave your ass in a morgue
She keep asking questions no I don't play sports
We keep going back and forth, like tug-of-war
I keep going back to the drugs when I'm bored
[Chorus]
My heartbeat racin', I'm speed ballin', I'm off lean and X'
n*gga say he want smoke wit' me, he ain't know we was ridin' around wit them Tec’s
Scope on that b*tch, I'm shooting from long range, like I'm Jimmer Fredette
Your girl a freak tryna' get in my pants
At the dealership I think I want a new 'Benz
I'm with some European hoes, they speakin' French
And that money be blowin', thought I had a fan
That money look good, I'ma make love with it
Told her take it back, I don't need it
In the Trackhawk baby I'm speedin'
I'm with Rush think I'm a demon
b*tch I been up for the whole week geekin'
b*tch I get fly as f*ck every season
But I get high as f*ck every day
I'm killing that pus*y I just caught a case
Yeah, that money counter add sh*t up fast
Stop worrying about me boy, you going out sad