Lit - Open Mike Eagle, Father

I been layin' here for hours like I’m meltin' into this couch

I’m off of four or five pills, I never felt 'em get in my mouth

I’m tryna take a few more 'cause there’s a feelin' there I can’t chase

But I got no hand-eye coordination, there’s pills all over my face

I got pills all over my shirt and some drink done spilled in my lap

It’s either that or I pissed myself, but I really hope it’s not that

I stay crewed up, I stay crewed up, so you know I’m never alone

When they wake up, I’ma ask my homies, can they help me out of these clothes?

We at the party, this is it

We ain’t doin' shit

All we do is sit

And baby, this is lit

Baby, this is lit, yeah

Baby, this is lit

Yeah, it’s lit

I’m drinkin' shit then drink a whole fifth

My doctor gave me a brand new script

Said, «Don't pop them 'fore you drive your whip»

Know I drove my whip

Everybody in the club free before 10

Had to get in, know I brought my friends

And all my friends high off the Benzos

Smokin' out the wall on indos

Everybody swear they my kinfolk

Tryna play me like Nintendo

And I’m so high, gotta let them in, though

Somebody get me out this hole

I don’t even really even love these hoes

Everybody think that I love this dro

Just sittin' here, really tryna go

We at the party, this is it

We ain’t doin' shit

All we do is sit

And baby, this is lit

Baby, this is lit

Baby, this is lit, yeah

Baby, this is lit

We ain’t doin' shit

All we do is sit

And baby, this is lit

Baby, this is lit, yeah

Baby, this is lit