Testo What's Goin' On?

Wake up by the couch in the same damn clothes, I'm too fucked up
[?], drinks [?], while decline her calls, I'm too fucked up
Send a text to my side piece, tell her I'm 'bout to fall through
Put it down so good, I can still smell her perfume
Soon as I woke up, that's when I knew, I just fucked up

What's goin' on?
Had too much Patron Passed out on the floor
Baby went through my phone
What's goin' on, wit' 'em, wit' 'em, wit' 'em

Call me up, can't lie, no way
Find the truth now she on my case
Try to blame it on the D'usse
[?] Ciroc, baby, I was faded
Took it straight to the face
Ended up at her place, uh
Didn't wanna break your heart
Didn't wanna, didn't wanna break your-

And even though she in my phone, that don't mean shit
'Cause you the one I wanna go half on a baby with Girl, I don't ever want you to take your love away
That'd be too tragic, I couldn't stand it

So tell me, what's goin' on?
Had too much Patron
Passed out on the floor
Baby went through my phone
What's goin' on, wit' 'em, wit' 'em, wit' 'em

I'm in the doghouse wit' my boo
She don't wanna love and I lied too
Tell her I'ma change and I try to
But it's the wrong time wit' the right dude
I see it in my future, I could ice you
Put somethin' on your finger that excite you
Off the Henny, ain't no tellin' what I might do
The bottle always hit me 'fore the night do