[Intro: Marc E. Bassy]
Wake up this morning thinking I can't be still, girl,
Too many images just running through my mind,
Soon as I hit it, I kick it right out of my system,
Even my brother just asked me what you want.
[Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
I'm on some kind of drug,
Can't explain all the ways you get me high,
I'm on some kind of drug,
Can't explain, don't keep me waiting all night,
Girl, come through, that bath water running,
Fire be burning in my hotel room,
Girl, come through, champagne be popping,
System be knocking in my hotel room.
[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Ever since I met you, got me changin' my schedule,
If you ain't know, that shit's eventful,
And losin' this money is dreadful, but
Believe me, that pussy is special.
You wanna meet moms, I might let you,
Rollie is so presidential, keep it on while we fuck that's ‘cause I meant to, yeah!
Fuck you twice, we take a nap, soon as you're awake, get back,
Go for three and takes a neck,
I'm takin' you to places that
You ain't been, girl, face the fact, meant it, I can't take it back,
Whisky straight, ain't chasin' that, I'll taste the cat, yeah!
Yeah, you told me I own that pearl, yeah, that's cause I bone you, girl,
You should be my only, girl, when I hit it, you feel like you own the world.
[Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
I'm on some kind of drug,
Can't explain all the ways you get me high,
I'm on some kind of drug,
Can't explain, don't keep me waiting all night,
Girl, come through, that bath water running,
Fire be burning in my hotel room,
Girl, come through, champagne be popping,
System be knocking in my hotel room.
[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Since the last time we had sex, honestly, I've been a mess, well,
Fiendin' ‘cause you got the best, borderline kind of obsessed and, yeah,
I've been on some kind of drug, I've been addicted and I cannot find enough,
I call you, I'm tryna fuck, I'm in room 921, come on up.
And we could put up the "Please, do not disturb",
I got drink, I got the herb, I'm tweakin', now I must be cured,
The only way I rest assured is if I get my fix,
I love the way your dress just slips right off your waist, right down your hips,
Technique's the best, she knows some tricks, and, yeah,
I need you now, I need you bad,
You and me both of us been fienin' bad, I guess what I really mean is that... yeah!
[Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
I'm on some kind of drug,
Can't explain all the ways you get me high,
I'm on some kind of drug,
Can't explain, don't keep me waiting all night,
Girl, come through, that bath water running,
Fire be burning in my hotel room,
Girl, come through, champagne be popping,
System be knocking in my hotel room.
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