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[Intro: Zuse] It's midnight, I'm heading down to your crib I'm on one, got chad all in my drink R.I.P to the pimp, underground these motherfuckers They know I'm bout to be king Missed call from my main girl but my mindset is on Kim My ex-girl who branched out and amputated her limb It's all good, she gon' see the man, the young boy turned in Still swangin' on these folks, with the same guys I came with Now what the fuck should I think? [Hook] I'm screwed up, you can blame that on the beer Screwed up, UGK up in my drink Screwed up, Actavis under my skin Screwed up, I can never trust a bitch [Bridge] Where ya been at? How ya been? How ya doing, girl? Can I come in? Where ya been at? How ya been? How ya doing, girl? Can I come in? Yeah [Verse 1: Zuse] Called her up, I'm down to ride and we all up Sippin' on that cough syrup, that Big Mo Pour four for the Pimp too, this Big Hawk, not pimp juice Hold up, let it sink in, got pink all in my system Swangin' down that highway, my girl say I move sideways, it's alright Cup muddy on hard ice, don't give a fuck like I'm [?] Ain't nothing change but the weather baby But the young boy got the star life Same boy who came up was the same man working all night [Hook] I'm screwed up, you can blame that on the beer Screwed up, UGK up in my drink Screwed up, Actavis under my skin Screwed up, I can never trust a bitch [Bridge] Where ya been at? How ya been? How ya doing, girl? Can I come in? Where ya been at? How ya been? How ya doing, girl? Can I come in? Yeah [Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth] Young street king, ain't nothing switched I'm paid in full and I ain't talking Mitch I got a couple tools to get a hater fixed Finna' screw em up like it was 96' With a bitch tryna' catch another bitch On six-fours with this (triback?) You can't top that even if you could, I'll still steal the scene like I was coming on a jet You nigas still ain't shit, get the fuck off my dick You pillow talking to something you probably still ain't hit Who me? Naw I'm just cooling homie (?) up slow same color of bricks I'm Houston, Texas, born and raised nigga I'm screwed for life, this ain't a phase nigga Rest in peace, I miss them days nigga Clipse, Screw, and Dub K nigga [Hook] I'm screwed up, you can blame that on the beer Screwed up, UGK up in my drink Screwed up, Actavis under my skin Screwed up, I can never trust a bitch [Bridge] Where ya been at? How ya been? How ya doing, girl? Can I come in? Where ya been at? How ya been? How ya doing, girl? Can I come in? Yeah