Artist: August Alsina f/ B.o.B, Yo Gotti Album: Testimony Song: Numb (Album Version) Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Verse 1: B.o.B] She was already on deck 'fore I ever met her Young Bob in the building looking like on these suckas Man I swear somebody better tell her I don't care what's on your mind I just want your cerebellum Yea but my team stay down through the Back when we was hustling and nobody would help us Now we poppin bottles man, now we top shelfers We just knew that we would make it man, nobody could tell us nothing better Nothing a fortune teller couldn't tell us As a youngin I never really cared for Christmas carols Now when you see my apparel I got several different levels Look at my wrist, bitch, it's levels to these bezels This whip is mine but I drive it like I stole it Flying down the interstate, lighting up a stougin' Hustle Gang on that mob shit, bring me my canoles Beating up the box, call me Oscar De La Hoya [Verse 2: August Alsina] I had one, two, three too many I'm fucked up, four chicks with me I'm loud, took about five shots Six bottles I just copped Twisted, turnt up, 24/7 That's more bad bitches I'm getting They know I hit 'em and quit 'em And go past what they came here for Baby can I see you make yo ass drop? I'mma let the Rose bottles pop I'mma sip this 'Roc, baby don't stop Cause yo body on fire, you too hot [Bridge: August Alsina] I can't feel my face I'm so numb I'm so wasted So dumb I'm shit faced-ed Just in case I don't make it [Chorus] Take my drink, nigga I'm buzzin' Take my trees, nigga I'm gone Take my keys, nigga it's nothin' One of these chicks is taking me home [x2] [Verse 3: August Alsina] That little red bone said she's taking me home Fine ass friend said she coming along Love in the morning, so I'm fuckin' em strong I'mma beat em to sleep then I'm gone in the morning Hold up! I tell a bitch roll up Before I gotta roll out all I do is turn up Turn down fuck what, need another drink Baby go and pour up, money hungover So you know I gotta throw up the 'fetti So that they know that I'm ready To get em poppin' and droppin' the party never be stoppin' Cause I be keepin' 'em rockin', you all these bitches be choosin' Cause now they see that I'm winning like I'm allergic to losing and I.. [Bridge] [Chorus x2] [Verse 4: Yo Gotti] Gettin' high off the money, nigga yeah I made it Just count a mill, nigga now I'm faded You know I'm unstoppable, I feel like Vegas Shout out to the hood – ‘cause that's who raised me Hunnid bands in my pocket boy, that's that kush And shawty wanna fuck she gave me that look Hustler of the year know every rule in the book Pull up in the 'Rari, boy that's all it took That's a white out, it's a night out Putting money on the bar there just to bring the light out I just wanna see your fire-works Fifty bottles, that's slight work I'm in the club, turn up [Chorus x2] [Outro] Nu ah ah ah ah ah umb Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb Let's drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb Drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb Let's drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb