Cross Fade

[Chorus]
One shot, Mr. Holy
Two shots, keep the 40
Three shots, four shots, ayy
I'ma feel this in the morning
I'm faded
I'm faded, faded
Might not make it (Ayy)
I'm faded, faded

[Verse 1]
It's an invite
Only, nigga, what you doin'?
Gettin' right
Homie, quit all that pursuin'
Call your girls up, tell 'em we got somethin' brewin'
Put your phone down, baby, ain't no interviewin'
I'm in my section, I do my step
No Smith and Wesson, I play it like roulette
You got a problem, nigga? Say it with your chest
Turn nothin' into somethin' and just put it back to rest
Yeah, none of my niggas is new
All of my niggas been in this since day one, none of my niggas they cool
Yeah, secret society
Speakin' of secrets, we in the VIP lightin' it up (Up)
Uh, Hennessy all in my cup (Cup)
Mary Jane all in my system (Uhh)
They think I'm calling a bluff
Way too cross-faded on the jump

[Chorus]
One shot, Mr. Holy
Two shots, keep the 40
Three shots, four shots, ayy
I'ma feel this in the morning
I'm faded
I'm faded, faded
Might not make it
I'm faded, faded

[Verse 2]
Ayy, you know the vibes when you see the guys
Baby starin' like she got a job to see inside
Dressed to impress, flyer than the TSA
They ain't fuckin' with your crew, that's just a PSA
Ayy, I'm five shots in
Two blunts rolled, put 'em in the coffin
Might get paid just to walk in
Bottle service, it don't matter what the cost is, nah
We just livin' in the moment
Too many drinks, we gon' feel this in the morning
If you know how to celebrate, you gotta own it
Club out the clothes, PJ playin', tell me how you want it
Called an Uber XL, we about to bail
Baby asked me where I'm headed, she on kiss and tell
Told her that I gotta miss this, so frickin' quell
I ain't drunk enough to fuck it up with Jezebel, ayy

[Chorus]
One shot, Mr. Holy
Two shots, keep the 40
Three shots, four shots, ayy
I'ma feel this in the morning
I'm faded
I'm faded, faded
Might not make it
I'm faded, faded