Wasted by Bill Wailey Lyrics

Quote from the song “Wasted” by Bill Wailey

We be in the car, switchin' gears
We go to the party, sippin' Russian Bears
My enemies and I buried the hatchet
We can have a party that so ratchet
Smokin' weed and drinkin' lot of shots
Don't want people dancin' like robots
Took her to the bathroom and we fuck
Now you want next, I wish you good luck
Music, bitches, all night, we party
She ask if I love her, only partly
I only love my weed and my family
I think that you suck in mentality
I get drunk with my niggas, yeah
I see your booty jus' got bigger, yeah
I don't fuck with no snitches, yeah
Wanna fuck a lot of bitches, yeah
I see them bitches wanna get all naked
I'm busy еatin' cakes, yeah they bakеd
Dope party, dope party, dope party, yeah
Good sex, good sex, good sex, yeah

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Wasted”

• Produced: Bill Wailey
• Written: Zethembe Amile Mthethwa
• Release Date: June 11, 2021

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Wasted” Released in 2021

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[Verse 1]

We be in the car, switchin' gears
We go to the party, sippin' Russian Bears
My enemies and I buried the hatchet
We can have a party that so ratchet
Smokin' weed and drinkin' lot of shots
Don't want people dancin' like robots
Took her to the bathroom and we fuck
Now you want next, I wish you good luck
Music, bitches, all night, we party
She ask if I love her, only partly
I only love my weed and my family
I think that you suck in mentality
I get drunk with my niggas, yeah
I see your booty jus' got bigger, yeah
I don't fuck with no snitches, yeah
Wanna fuck a lot of bitches, yeah
I see them bitches wanna get all naked
I'm busy еatin' cakes, yeah they bakеd
Dope party, dope party, dope party, yeah
Good sex, good sex, good sex, yeah

[Hook]

Took a lot of vodka jus' to make it here
Maybe a young nigga don't wanna make it there
Back home, I don't want no fuckin' stress
But I'll go back there anyways, more or less
Wasted, don't have records of fuckin' ass
That I tasted, I'll never call my girl a lass
Good drinks, good sex, good weed, yeah
Fucked up, hungover, feelin' sleepy, yeah

[Verse 2]

Woke up, headache, got a hangover
I'm sick, yeah, the drinks did takeover
Woke up, next to a bitch that I fucked
She woke up, grabbed my dick and she sucked
Don't feel like gettin' off my fuckin' bed
I see that my eyes jus' turned red
So disabled that I can't even walk
So fucked up that I can't even talk
I got up and ate six slices of bread, yeah
I never felt this so fuckin' scared, yeah
I see all of my niggas fucked up, yeah
I bet that their bitches stuck up, yeah
I forgot that I'm writin' a test tomorrow
But how can I write it so fuckin' sorrow
Well, if I gon' fail this test, I'm gon' fail it
Now we stuck in my house 'cause of hail

[Bridge]

Anyways, wanna go commercial one day
Jus' to make some bands come my way
All and all, I'm the future of South African trap
Prolly sum' bad bitches gon' sit on my lap
Now back to the song

[Hook]

Took a lot of vodka jus' to make it here
Maybe a young nigga don't wanna make it there
Back home, I don't want no fuckin' stress
But I'll go back there anyways, more or less
Wasted, prolly don't records of fuckin' ass
That I tasted, I'll never call my girl a lass
Good drinks, good sex, good weed, yeah
Fucked up, hungover, feelin' sleepy, yeah