Jeezy - 'Bout That Time lyrics

Why y'all trip, I'm just fine
Twelve forty five, 'bout that time
Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind
This shit crazy, way too bad
Rosé, baby, waste two stacks
Hottest thing in the lot, that there's mine
Can't spell sober, lost my mind

I'm hearing voices in my head
Think I'm schizophrenic i swear they saying
'Let's get it from another planet'
Thirty six, a thousand times
I'm doing somersaults
Do it right and you can
Live your whole summer raw
I'm out my mind, yeah
A nigga seeing double y'all
Now, tell me what's the chance of
Jizzle fucking both of y'all she said
'As long as we can do it with your ice on'
If that's the case
We might as well leave the lights on
I'm out my mind
Just blew a thousand swisher sweets
In my black and orange Charger
Call it trick-or-treat
It ain't nothing to a boss
My goons got goons
House stupid dumb big, my rooms got rooms
Why y'all trip, I'm just fine
Twelve forty five, 'bout that time
Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind
This shit crazy, way too bad
Rosé, baby, waste two stacks
Hottest thing in the lot, that there's mine
Can't spell sober, lost my mind

Guess what my momma told me
She hate my partners
Guess why she hate them though
Cause all of them robbing
Fuck the police, cause all of them problems
White girls fun, cause all of them swallow
Why I ain't fuck her at the house
Cause the bitch hollered
And where the pill man at
She need a blue dolphin
Old broke ass nigga, stop cock blocking
Security, I need help cause
The bitch stalking a half fucking mil'
That's what the whip cost me
One hundred dollars
That's what the pussy cost me
And when the nigga start hating
That's when the nigga lost me
'Fantastico', that's what the hoes
That's what the hoes call me

Why y'all trip, I'm just fine
Twelve forty five, 'bout that time
Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind
This shit crazy, way too bad
Rosé, baby, waste two stacks
Hottest thing in the lot, that there's mine
Can't spell sober, lost my mind

Drop the top, no bra, got her titties out
Mention my name and bring the whole city out
Doing what I do best, D boy stunting
New car, old money, D boy stunting
Step in cleaner than a new Glock 40
Nickname in the 'A', strapped up, shorty
You know my nerves bad
Trigger's like a toothpick
Line wrapped around the corner, boy, too big
G Code, black shades and my black chains
But, if you wouldn't understand
It's a black thing
You know we drink that Rosé 'til we black out
Wake up, drink some more, pass back out