While intoxicated, he teases a young girl with sweet words of love, but once turned sober, he shows a profound lack of empathy for the misguided love of him that she now holds.
lyrics
Dionysus Nights
Always keep the nicest wines
Grapes pulled right offa da vines
Verse 1:
She the type to wear dem shirts with the v-cut
I’m the type to put in work till we cut
She doesn’t like heels n’ wears sneakers and I don’t like feelings or
t-shirts n’ so of course I’m tryin’ get rid of hers already got rid of mine
I’m tryin’ get her encouraged
Liquor still fresh on my lips it gives me courage to cross the line after my vision done blurred it
I hear wolves: I keep her howling while I’m in it she’s a werewolf I put da silver bullet where her fur is
Lookin’ fuh love n’ a good time that’s what she’s on
I’m just lookin’ for a good fuck n’ some blunt wraps to put my weed on
She wanna smoke get her breathe on das cool as long as I don’t have to be da one dat she’s seen on
No disrespect but nothin’ more than sheets are what I’m tryin’ sleep on
Refrain (2X):
She wanna hear me say I love her I oblige but is it a lie when the truth is spoken due to wine?
Smash till she pass out body all slumped pull her close tell her stuff I’m only sayin’ when I’m drunk
If I said I was stayin’ you should take it as me bluffin’ if you thought I was in love well I’m sorry but I wasn’t
These Dionysus Nights to me they’re nothin’
My soul in a bottle speak love when drunken
Verse 2:
In da backseat wit the seats up
Wit a bad lil chica
Face down por supuesto got her cheeks up I put the D down till she whimpers I tell her speak up
Done drinkin’ but in hands I see cups no C cups kapeesh what she’s worth is D plus yet anotha one
Double D’s double fun give her couple months wait a bit: watch em’ triple up
Money on the bed das real I ain’t trickin’ bruh see her spread legs on da bread “Is it thick enough?”
Peanut butter butt dress tight barely zippin’ up
Take her phone, place it on the ground watch her pick it up
Make a beeline to her behind let dat lotus flower bomb bloom n’ then hit it wit the stinger buzz then boom she blows I bust n’ then I’m ghost I jus leave her bruh I fingered her but she gave me finger ‘cause
Refrain (1X)
Break (2X):
N’ I ain’t tryin’ mess you up
Nah I’m just tryin’ git my buzz
Tryin’ git my rush
Bruh I’m just hopin’ that we cut you said you tryin’ chill I’m just hopin’ that means "yup"
Ha…but I ain’t tryin’ mess you up
So please don’t kill my buzz
Don’t shoot me down
Don’t blow my high
Don’t choose me now if you ain’t cool wit me rollin’ by afterwards