(Intro – Future)
You know what’s going on
Over there and over there, okay
(Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign Future)
Ordered up a hundred roses
Need a bezel like Blase, Blase, Blase, Blase
Whiping Maserati, skur, skur, skur
Blase, Blase, Blase, Blase
Blase, Blase, Blase, Blase
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like
Blase, Blase, Blase, Blase
Whiping Maserati, skur, skur, skur
Oh, Blase, Blase, Blase, Blase
(Verse 1 – Ty Dolla $ign )
Blase, Blase, Blase, Blase, all I drink is Bombay
When I’m with my ni**as, I might drink that Henny
Smoking Kush and pull it, motherf**k the police
I ain’t scared to die, on them dead homies
Hit them licks, wh-whipping the bricks
Still with the s**t
I’m young and I’m rich, young and I’m rich
I got hoes, I got hoes in different area codes, I think I’m Nate Dogg
I started from the ground I’m that ni**a now
I stay with the loud, can you hear me now?
And my bi**h cold, She a centerfold
Put her on a stand, and she never too
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2 – Slim Jimmy)
I break the bank like an athlete, hon
Shawty caught drunk, f**king up her new Louboutins
If I let her in my Masi she might be a trending topic
Before she gotta ride it, bust it, pop it, Blase, Blase
Been spent your rent and I’m still blowing big faces
Something ’bout them Ben Franklins make any bi**h get naked
Crew got the juice, b**ch you don’t need no chasers
Ball on these ni**as, I need knee replacements
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 3 – Swae Lee)
Sipping out the jug until I feel it in my body
I was, uh, hoping you were salty when you saw me, keep her rowdy
Seen around me, all we do is dip and dab
Got twin turbos on twin turbos and them bi**hes really smash
It’s a 50/50 chance I might, get ya, get ya
It’s a 50/50 chance that these ni**as didn’t pitch in
I’m pouring up til I can’t no more
I swear everything I see slow mo
(Repeat Chorus)
(Outro – Future)
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Is all we want
Is all we want
Is all we want
