Cellphone (ft. Breezy Lovejoy & Wax)

[00:15.95] Woke up so dizzy

[00:17.96] Drunk and hungover

[00:19.96] Can't find my house keys

[00:21.72] Who was the chauffeur?

[00:24.23] Got one shoe on, and not the slightest clue

[00:26.98] Where my cell phone is

[00:32.25] What was the name, I was definitely on one

[00:34.00] Ronda, Miranda, or Sandra?

[00:36.01] Shouldn't have mixed that light with the dark rum

[00:37.76] Now I'm in the bathroom, throwing up a lung

[00:39.77] Gotta make a run for that Gatorade punch

[00:41.53] Head pounding on the one like an 808 drum

[00:43.78] Gotta grab Pho, hangover 101

[00:45.53] It soaks it all up, you should know that bruh

[00:47.79] Pocket full of numbers covered in weed crumbs

[00:49.55] I'm a lover not a fighter, why my knuckles feel numb?

[00:52.05] No pun intended but I really feel dumb

[00:53.31] Found dead on my neighbors front lawn throwing up

[00:55.56] Seems last night I was acting like a fool

[00:57.57] Tagged Facebook pictures of me jumping in a pool

[00:59.57] Wearing nothing but a hat and my birthday suit

[01:01.58] I was smashed to the max on a work day too

[01:03.58] But I looked overjoyed in my polaroid pics

[01:05.59] With my mustache fresh looking like a koi fish

[01:07.59] My swag turned up on that soulja boy shit

[01:09.60] Feeling real good about my bad choices

[01:11.61] Who in the world is the girl in my bed?

[01:13.86] Who's the dude on the couch with dreads?

[01:15.87] And why in the hell was I drinking so much?

[01:17.62] Shoulda stuck with the weed like Breezy told us

[01:19.63] Now I'm looking for the Folgers, awake from a coma

[01:21.64] Making my way through empty bottles of Corona

[01:23.65] Follow the aroma, it leads to the doja

[01:25.65] Roll up, smoke up, and do it all over

[01:27.90] Woke up so dizzy

[01:29.91] Drunk and hungover

[01:31.91] Can't find my house keys

[01:33.58] Who was the chauffeur?

[01:36.34] Got one shoe on, and not the slightest clue

[01:38.97] Where my cell phone is

[01:43.98] Friday night, just got paid

[01:45.74] Brand new fit, clean boy shave

[01:48.25] Feeling good, pregame, my place

[01:49.75] The homies came through with a gang of fade

[01:51.51] They said they're trying to get loose in a major way

[01:53.51] So they sip Grey Goose no juice just straight

[01:55.77] (What it do young buck, pour a cup) I'm straight

[01:57.77] I'm waiting on the tree, I got fifty on the Z

[02:00.37] Plus, I ain't even ate

[02:01.62] Ya'll go heavy in the paint, I'll go heavy on the dank

[02:03.62] You go heavy on the drink, and gon' end up on your face

[02:05.63] Not me, not me

[02:07.38] But I, don't think I'mma get my weed

[02:09.39] No time soon I'mma have to proceed

[02:11.14] To consume the first thing I see

[02:13.15] A little OJ and another Belvadee

[02:15.16] Two shots for her, two shots for me

[02:17.16] The more that we booze, the less that we see

[02:19.17] Now that is more booze than Apollo The-

[02:20.42] -atre, up like I'm big on the tree, later

[02:23.43] Outside pissing on the street, haters

[02:25.68] Cops came through on the creep, gave me

[02:27.69] A ticket and a mufuckin' speech

[02:30.70] And meanwhile on repeat

[02:31.70] "Shots, shots, shots, shots"

[02:33.71] I'm thinking stop, it's not that deep, damn

[02:35.96] Trying to give it all I got, got

[02:37.96] And then I threw up in the god damn sink, that's weak

[02:39.97] Woke up so dizzy

[02:41.98] Drunk and hungover

[02:43.98] Can't find my house keys

[02:45.74] Who was the chauffeur?

[02:48.28] Got one shoe on, and not the slightest clue

[02:51.04] Where my cell phone is

[02:55.81] There's an unfamiliar ceiling in this place

[02:57.57] With a very familiar feeling of disgrace

[02:59.57] As my eyes open up for the first time after

[03:01.33] Another blackout, catastrophe, disaster

[03:03.59] And captures the image of the rafters above

[03:05.59] And the cold concrete on my back is enough

[03:07.60] To wake me and make me stand up in amazement

[03:09.85] Where is this unfinished basement?

[03:11.86] How'd I get here, I need to get home

[03:13.62] But I can't leave until I find my key and my phone

[03:15.62] Then I see a girl asleep and alone in the corner

[03:17.63] I walk toward her not knowing for sure who she was

[03:20.13] I just hoped that her phone was on

[03:21.89] And I ain't spoken to my girl, I told her I would call her

[03:24.40] Tapped on her cold shoulder, when she rolled over, I saw her, damn

[03:28.16] My memory is better than I think

[03:29.66] I remember last night, had her bent over the sink

[03:31.67] In the bathroom, staring at her lower back tattoo

[03:33.67] Flashback boom and I'm back to the new

[03:35.68] Back to the what now, what am I gonna do

[03:37.18] Picked up her phone and dialed my own number to

[03:39.43] See if I could hear it ringing, and sure enough

[03:41.44] It's on the floor of the bathroom with more of my stuff

[03:44.36] Condom, keys and my wallet

[03:45.86] An absent-minded strategic alcoholic

[03:47.87] Strategic cause the condom wrapper was empty

[03:50.12] Tip-toed out the door kinda gently

[03:51.88] Woke up so dizzy

[03:53.88] Drunk and hungover

[03:55.89] Can't find my house keys

[03:57.90] Who was the chauffeur?

[04:00.15] Got one shoe on, and not the slightest clue

[04:03.16] Where my cell phone is