text: Wasted or nah?
  Are you wasted or nah? Wasted or nah? Wasted or nah?
  Take a sip, drowning in this shit, coppers on my hip, I hold my head
  Ive been taking risks to make that money flip, shots to the head
  I aint order it, I cant afford this shit
  Go to war with this you overboard, Im over bored with shit
  Now, its pay up player, pay a nigga
  Gotta day to day to stack and still I pay accountants
  Twenty racks to show just a little allowance
  Only come to Houston if the boy allow it
  Bow your head to a real one, coming down with them main niggas
  H-Town, dont play with us, them wit-it boys stay wit-wit-wit it
  Ive been grinding, slaving over time since I was a fan
  Looking in the mirror like One day, Jacques, you gon be the man
  One skinny, tatted nigga, blunt flicker
  Young La Flame, hot spitter who cant hold his liquor, yah
  Its really going down in the goddamn south
  Im trill, Im country til the end
  It-it-i-its really going down in the goddamn south
  Im trill, Im country til the end
  Theres a lot of motherfuckers that cant handle they liquor
  Cant handle these drugs
  Wasted or nah?
  Its only real niggas that can handle their shit, man
  Wasted or nah?
  Yeah 
  So, if you tryna get lit, wanna pour up?
  Make sure you stay on our level, cause we go up
  Let me see you up
  Is you wasted, baby?
  One shot, two shots and you still talking crazy 
  Three shots and you faded
  Freaks coming out at night and they gettin X rated
  Four shots now she wanna do the clique
  Any more shots she aint gon remember shit
  Smoking on extendos, no clips
  Project hoes going up in the Ritz 
  She gon do it for a G, anything for me, bruh
  She just wanna fuck and drink and chief all the weed up
  Sexy bitch, pop that pussy cause you in your prime
  Pour that purple over ice, call it turtle time
  Shawty never been a hesitator
  Got her going down on the elevator
  Heard the pussy bomb, Ima detonate her
  Fuck her from the back, keep the neck for later
  No magic trick, but I levitate her
  With the magic stick, nothing less than great
  When I hit her with the dope D, Im gone
  Dont text me later, no extra favors
  Its really going down in the goddamn south
  Im trill, Im country til the end
  It-it-i-its really going down in the goddamn south
  Im trill, Im country til the end
  Hmm, weed, lean, MDMA, he say, she say
  All the products of a young man gone the long way
  From the home that he knew, til he roamed where he at
  And the phone break up, unknown wake up
  Several one night stands, hung up phone, break up
  If he fall, will he fly? Sure, wouldnt take much
  For you to find out, jump, if you took that plunge
  If not, were in the same spot, how could you judge?
  How could you judge? C-c-could you judge?