"Drunk" by Wynne follows a long studio day spilling into a night built for release. After grinding hard enough to make success look effortless, she slams the truck door and decides the only answer is another cup and a louder trunk. The song balances swagger with exhaustion, brushing off sweaty admirers and fake friends while craving champagne, a borrowed car, and a room where rules can bend. It is a celebration of earned recklessness, where turning up becomes the reward for holding it down.
Drunk Lyrics by Wynne
Ring, ring, ring, uh
RingSide Steakhouse, can I get the check please?
I gotta make sure my dogs are right, I call it a pet peeve
Whipping my car, it’s kissing the curb, it looks like a sex scene (Mwah)
I make boom bap fucking sexy
Your man’s trying to impress me
Waiting, got his camera ready
Shake his hand, his hand is sweaty
Wipe it down, I feel like Webbie
Damn, what’s wrong with dressing slutty?
My friends are weird, let’s get these freaks outside
Peanut butter shots, I don’t need a squeeze of lime
The way that I’m pulling up moody with shades, you’d think it’s my time of the month
I hear him calling me shawty, you’d think that he’s tryna sit up in the front
Riley is whipping the Nissan so fast, luggage fly outta the trunk
I know you think that I’m lying, shit, I thought we ran over a skunk
Your man crush hits me up too much, but I don’t talk back like monk
I know everyone loves him, but I think he’s kind of a punk
I move from the stu’ to the black truck and I slam that door like dunk
I been working so hard all day I think time to get drunk
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
I think it’s time to get drunk (Drunk)
Need some more in my cup (Cup)
I think its time to get fu—
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Booming outta my trunk (Trunk)
I think it’s time to get drunk (Drunk)
Somebody come turn me up
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
I think it’s time to get drunk (Drunk)
Need some more in my cup (Cup)
I think its time to get fu—
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Booming outta my trunk (Trunk)
I think it’s time to get drunk (Drunk)
I think its time to get—
It’s hard to be on top, don’t mean to make it look so easy
I pop in the party then I’m outta here like Wheezy
DJ play my song, my inhibitions start releasing
Feel the champagne on my skin, I know you hoes could never be me, tuh
Uh, baby come here and get me in the mood
Spoil me like I got driven to school
He wanna go skinny dip in the pool
Give me a second, I’m getting a room
Spoil like I went bad, huh
I’m tryna be bad tonight, okay, I usually follow the rules
I’m off of the juice
I just got out, I been locked in the booth
When I walk in the room I turn it up, bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Now I’m dropping the roof like I couldn’t see, it was blocking the view
‘Cause he let me borrow his car and it got all this shit I don’t know how to use
What the, uh, what the fuck is up?
Come in through the back, like I don’t mean to interrupt
I move from the stu’ to the black truck and I slam that door like dunk
I been working so hard all day I think time to get drunk
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
I think it’s time to get drunk (Drunk)
Need some more in my cup (Cup)
I think its time to get fu—
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Booming outta my trunk (Trunk)
I think it’s time to get drunk (Drunk)
Somebody come turn me up
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
I think it’s time to get drunk (Drunk)
Need some more in my cup (Cup)
I think its time to get fu—
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Booming outta my trunk (Trunk)
I think it’s time to get drunk (Drunk)
I think its time to get—
