Vmix - Intoxicated (feat. NTK)

I drink a lot
I drink a lot tho
Hop on a drive
Get in the side door
I’m on a rise
I’m on the rise hoe
The game is a war zone
Only the realest survive
I drink a lot
I drink a lot tho
Hop on a drive
Get in the side door
I’m on a rise
I’m on the rise hoe
The game is a war zone
Only the realest survive yeah
I drink a lot
2018, I’m doing a lot
Come to the top
Told her to come to my spot
They begging a nigga to stop
They feeling the vibe
They feeling the vibe
I dropped babyboi
Told me that shit is a bop yeah
I keep that bitch on her toes yeah
I keep my shit on the low yeah
I got my foot at the door
Only a minute to blow
They tryna hop on my wave
Told her to hop on a Range yeah yeah
Make sure these niggas know
If they didn’t know
VMIX the best in the game
Most of you niggas are lame
Fuck it I did it again
Meaning I did it before
I know you want it
But Fuck it man, not anymore
Use to be popping my nigga but not anymore
Nah, not anymore
Short-comings to late run-ins
Took the spring right out of my step
Got a lot to get off my chest
See you still the same since I left
Gotta keep it pushing except
The cheap thrills
To huge spills on the dresser
Floor slips to four sips
Numb no lesser
Got to get a grip
No steering assist
I'd rather admit then to bite my lip
Ahh Yeah
I drink a lot
I drink a lot tho
Hop on a drive
Get in the side door
I’m on a rise
I’m on the rise hoe
The game is a war zone
Only the realest survive
I drink a lot
I drink a lot tho
Hop on a drive
Get in the side door
I’m on a rise
I’m on the rise hoe
The game is a war zone
Only the realest survive yeah
Only the realest survive
She wanna hop on my dick
Told her to come for the ride
You niggas are wasting my time
The game is a race
I’m crossing the line
Don’t fuck with your lies ey
Look at my size
I’m David you niggas Goliath
I’m shooting you down
I’m tryna survive
I’m tryna decide ey
Whether you niggas are worth it
I got a girl and she perfect
They wanna fuck with my verses
I took that shit and reversed it
I’m cutting you like a surgeon
Y’all niggas soft like detergents
Yeah yeah surfing
I’m on your head like a turban
I don’t fuck witchu
A niggas’ a virgin
Look at the curtains ey
Open the curtains
Exposing you niggas behind it
I’m running the race
I’m running behind it
I got the game divided
You should just come to my side ey
I’m living it up up ey
You know what’s up up ey
You know what’s up
Nigga me
RIP to my enemies
Ima be hot till my wrist freeze
Niggas do a lot for the retweets
Yeah yeah
Me and the money are besties
Too many bars for a born-free
Feel like a caged bird
I’m not a waiter but you get served
Work on yourself and not on my nerves yeah
Short-comings to late run-ins
Took the spring right out of my step
Got a lot to get off my chest
See you still the same since I left
Gotta keep it pushing except
The cheap thrills
To huge spills on the dresser
Floor slips to four sips
Numb no lesser
Got to get a grip
No steering assist
I'd rather admit then to bite my lip
Ahh Yeah
I drink a lot
I drink a lot doe
Hop on a drive
Get in the side door
I’m on a rise
I’m on the rise hoe
The game is a war zone
Only the realest survive
I drink a lot
I drink a lot tho
Hop on a drive
Get in the side door
I’m on a rise
I’m on the rise hoe
The game is a war zone
Only the realest survive

Written by:
Luvuyo Cindi, Ntokozo Khumalo

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