Broken Whiskey Glass

作词 : Austin Post/T. Markous Roberts/Rex Kudo

作曲 : Austin Post/T. Markous Roberts/Rex Kudo

I done drank C*****e from a broken whiskey glass

I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass

Slaved for the man and I broke my ****ing back

So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass

And I won't go on, like a highway to hell

Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel

And I woke up and my room's ****ing trashed like a damn hotel

Where I go next, now, only time will tell

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh

I done spent some time chasin' women that don't give a ****

I done learned my lessons and I ain't never gon' forget

Started callin' this mother****er

Started ballin' and shit, started flickin' that wrist

They ain't never listened now

I'm makin' them hits so I'm ****ing your b***h

No it ain't nothin' fickle for me to forget that you ever exist

Bet you remember my name when I pull up

And dab with that, doesn't exist, skrrr

Spill lean on supreme aside

Let that shit splash, mother****ers talk saucey

Pass me the drugs, mother****ers let me zone

At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden

He flyin' out mother****ers

Smokin' my weed, beggin' that that be the code

Man, don't be silly, that shit you rockin' is old

Like it's been years since you been to the store

Feel I need it but I ain't from Philly

I'm poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie

I do this for real-y and for my fam-ily

Some shade every night, man, it's all so famil-y

The ****ers they killin' me

Like, ****ers are you kiddin' me?

Ballin', that shit, that shit killin' me

You can't get rid of me

Now you want my chain

And my jeans but you no good at chemistry

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh