Highly Intoxicated - Juicy J, Splash Drexler

Triple six mafia, mafia

Smoked out, Smoked out

Loced out lo-loced out Smoked out

Triple six mafia, mafia

Smoked out, Smoked out

Loced out lo-loced out Smoked out

Triple six mafia

Paid off my dues, and that made me a boss

I ain’t trippin' over shit that I’ve lost

Pick me a bag up

Shit on these niggas, I still know how to piss 'em off

I’m highly intoxicated

And, I’ve been that way, I ain’t change from the start

Making them hits, and I’m still on the charts

I’m still on fire, and you need a spark

I got a driver, I don’t gotta park

Got me an agent, I don’t gotta talk

If I hit the bank, I can empty it out

Still got some M’s left in my account

Just like Drizzy and 2 Chainz, nigga I got a big amount

She want some real nigga dick in her mouth

Just like a hoe, I be dicking her out

I’m 'bout to get me some dough

And slow bucks, is better than no bucks

I’m 'bout to pour me a four

Niggas can’t catch me, even when I’m slowed up

Like an old school, I roll up

I can smoke a cutie, with my balls up

That ice on me like Sub-Zero

Nigga, I stay froze up

Don’t watch me, better watch your bitch

I sold a hoe, when she chose up

More faces, Taylor Gang

And you already know what’s up

You don’t want no smoke with us

Big choppers, they loaded up

GO, my young nigga, on a money block, keep posted up

Triple six mafia, mafia

Smoked out, Smoked out

Loced out lo-loced out Smoked out

I was gon' talk some shit, right here

But fuck it, I’m going back in

Triple six mafia

Got me a plug, he know what I need

Movin' and jugglin', servin' them P’s

I got a bitch in the trap

No, she don’t pray, but she like to get on her knees

You know a nigga got needs

I make her bag up the weed

If she try steal it, I kill her

Bitch, don’t you try to play me

Yeah, take me a day, put some wax in the weed

I know some niggas, that will wreck you for free

Take you out your misery, in sleep

Just so they could say, they did it for me

I got the Gat from the government

Murder and steal everything that you see

Crooked cops, they can suck a cock

Killin' niggas, and they get away free

I do whatever I want, and you do whatever you’re told to do

You gotta stay in your place, and me I’m just uncontrollable

I got the milles, on millies, on millies and meet

'cause that’s what I’m 'posed to do

I get that work from the plug

And you get shit, from that nigga I sold it to

Bitch niggas take, when they can’t get no money

That’s only some shit, these hoes would do

Give me what’s mine it’s overdue

I got some money, that’s as old as you

I might pull up in the Bentley, and hop in the 'rari

With Rocky, you know it’s true

I got some racks on me now

You call it green, my nigga you know it’s blue

Young niggas, lie to these bitches so much

That, I don’t think you niggas know the truth

I be so highly intoxicated, that I probably won’t even notice you

Triple six mafia, mafia

Smoked out, Smoked out

Loced out lo-loced out, smoked out