Friday Night Heights

[Verse 1] Twelve night Flip on the light Slip on a black hoodie damn I pick up the phone Call up your wife Tell her I got 20 grams I had her at that Couldn't say no Came to scoop me minutes later Smoked her to Mars Then I got lost up in that bitch fridgerator The night was young Heard about drugs at this house party near The girl was high "Nahh I couldn't drive." I took the keys and a beer And I make my way to the motherfucking crib Where all the zombies be chill Smelling like dung bug when I walked through the patio All these bitches must ill Seen my homie from a class that I really don't remember Holding like four white cups Said "What up?" to my nigga Ended up with my hand wrapped around some thick purple stuff He was like codeine make lean But he said it all slow I could not catch on I just took like two sips, then a few sips Pretty soon the whole thing's gone I'm heavy as fuck, weigh like a ton Slower than Cleveland talks I'm up on the wall catching my fall Checking how that booty walks Yo sweet come here, tell me your name If it's like Catherine or something I'll probably forget Unless you use your smile to suck down my vein She insist, and I infer Have you ever fucked on mink fur? She shook her head, left to the right Then I got that famous smirk on my face But I really can't feel cause the A/C froze And I'm still fucking gone Took her to the hallway Stuffed up in the closet Still got wild in them draws Didn't get her number, but I got her address And I might show up tomorrow But for now I'm coming way down off high And I want to sit back on my star Cruising around the place Yo I'm lucky, kitchen stumbled upon Seen a whole lot of pizza Plus a young chief whose reefer's bundled and orange He gave me a joint packed to maximum volume Asking if I want some more All I needed was a flick of the flame and some aim And soon I'll be back on board