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