Numb (Feat. B.o.B & Yo Gotti)

(Verse 1: B.o.B)

She was already on deck fore I ever met er

Young B.o.B in the building looking like Hugh Hefner on the surface

Bounce with somebody, better tell er

I don’t care what’s on yo mind, I just want yo cerebellum

Yea but my team stay down through the stormy weather

Back when we was hustling and nobody would help us

Now we poppin bottles man, now we top shelfers

We just knew that we would make it man, nobody could tell us nothing better

Nothing a fortune teller couldn’t tell us

As a youngin I never really cared for Christmas carols

Now when you see my apparel I got several different levels

Look at my wrist, bitch it’s levels to these bezels

This whip is mine but I drive it like I stole it

Flying down the interstate, lighting up a strong

Hustle Gang on that mob shit, bring me my canoles

Beating up the box, call me Oscar de la Hoya

(Verse 2: August Alsina)

I had one, two, three too many

I’m fucked up, four chicks with me

I’m loud, took about 5 shots

6 bottles I just copped

Twisted, turnt up, 24/7

Thats more bad bitches I’m getting

They know I hit em and quit em

And go past what they came here for

Baby can I see you make yo ass drop?

I’mma let the Rose bottles pop

I’mma sip this Roc, baby don’t stop

Cause yo body on fire, you too hot

(Pre-Hook)

I can’t feel my face

I’m so numb

I’m so wasted

So dumb

I’m shit faced it

Just in case I don’t make it

Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin

Take my trees, nigga I’m gone

Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing

One of these chicks is taking me home

That little red bone said she’s taking me home

Fine ass friend said she coming along

Love in the morning, so I’m fuckin em strong

I’mma beat em to sleep then I’m gone in the morning

Hold up! I tell a bitch roll up

Before I gotta roll out all I do is turn up

Turn down fuck what, need another drink

Baby go and pour up, money hungover

So you know I gotta throw up the fetti

So that they know that I’m ready

To get em poppin and droppin the party never be stopping

Cause I be keepin em rocking, you all these bitches be choosin

Cause now they see that I’m winning like I’m allergic to losing and I

I can’t feel my face

I’m so numb

I’m so wasted

I’m shit faced it

Just in case I don’t make it

Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin

Take my trees, nigga I’m gone

Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing

One of these chicks is taking me home

Getting high off the money, nigga yea I made it

Just count a mill, nigga now I’m faded

You know I’m unstoppable, I feel like Vegas

Shout out to the hood – ‘cause that’s who raised me

Credit stacks in my pocket boy, that’s that kush

If Shawty wanna fuck she gave me that look

Hustler, you know everyone in the booth

Pull up in the Rari, boy it’s only true

That’s a white out, it’s a night out

Putting money on the bar to get to bring yo light out

I just wanna see your fireworks

50 bottles, that’s like work

I’m in the club, turn up

Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin

Take my trees, nigga I’m gone

Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing

One of these chicks is taking me home

Nu ah ah ah ah ah umb

Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb

Let’s drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb

Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb

Drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb

Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb

Let’s drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb

Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb