[Justin Vernon]
I can hold my liquor
But this man can't handle his weed
Dark and lonely now
On Chicago, south of town
I'm on to Indiana
I heard it in the radio now
[Chief Keef]
I can't handle no liquor
But these b*tches can't handle me
I can't control my n*ggas
And my n*ggas they can't control me
You say you know me, my n*gga
But you really just know the old me
[Kanye West]
B*tch I'm back out my coma
Waking up on your sofa
When I park my Range Rover
Slightly scratch your Corolla
Okay, I smashed your Corolla
I'm hanging on a hangover
Five years we been over
Ask me why I came over
One more hit and I can own ya
One more f*ck and I can own ya
One cold night in October
Pussy had me floating
Feel like Deepak Chopra
Pussy had me dead
Might call 2Pac over
Yeezy's all on you sofa
These the red Octobers
Still ain't learn me no manners
You love me when I ain't sober
You love me when I'm hungover
Even when I blow doja
Then her auntie came over
Skinny b*tch with no shoulders
Tellin' you that I'm bogus
B*tch you don't even know us
"Baby girl, he's a loner
Baby girl, he's a loner
Late night organ donor
After that he disown ya
After that he's just hopeless
Soul mates become soulless
When he's sober it's over"
And b*tch, I'm back out my coma
[Justin Vernon]
Callin' up your uncle's place
Sh*t's all over the place
I don't hear your phone
Ohhh I wanna phone home
[Chief Keef]
I can't handle no liquor
But these b*tches can't handle me
I can't control my n*ggas
And my n*ggas they can't control me
You say you know me, my n*gga
But you really just know the old me
[Justin Vernon and Kanye West]
I heard you need a new fad
I heard you need a new stack
I heard you need a new phone
I know your 'rents ain't be home
Callin' up your uncle's place
Sh*t's all over the place
I don't hear your phone
Ohhh I wanna phone home
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