Smoke, Drink, Break Up

See, I gotta be outta my head

To deal with ya

And I gotta be outta my head

To be still with ya

See, I love you but I don't like that

I leave, but then I come right back to you

So what is the point?

I might as well sit here and roll me a joint

Or pour me a drink

So I can wasted and don't have to think

No more, get high as a plane

Cause sober we drive each other insane

And we know if we don't

We just start fighting again

So either we smoke

Or we drink

Or we break up

Either we smoke

Or we drink

Or we break up

Cause only time we don't fight

Is if we drunk or we high (oh my)

Either we smoke or we drink or we break up

(Either we smoking or drinking or we at each other's throat)

(Let's go)

I gotta be outta my head

To deal with ya

And I gotta be outta my head

To be still with you

See, I love you but I don't like that

Keep leaving, and coming right back to you

So I roll me swisha, pour me some liquor before we start to bicker

And calling each other out our names

Plenty bitches and niggas

Arguing over all that small shit, keeps getting bigger

Get me a corona out the kitchen oh

Nigga we only get along when we high

Either we smoking

Drug love