Lyrics to Last Drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Why you keep blowin' my phone up askin’ me questions you don't want the answers to?
I know you had somebody else back when we were still fuckin' can’t even be mad at you
I know that you thinkin' this all, cause you left me I'm fucked and been pourin' these bottles up
I'd rather be sad and be single than being with you cause it ain't like you gave a fuck
Now its no love for a thug, was in the cut like a bacteria
On my way to the bank I be crackin' up
All these niggas they faces be serious
Keep my circlе real tight like a Cheerio'
By the way I alrеady made Honey nut
I just fucked up a check but I’m still up
Yeah I hate you to death but I still fuck, damn
Won’t give you my last name keep these bitches away from me
Said I be back for you, you say you will wait for me
How can I forget her, take away the memories
Bartender, bartender bring another drink for me
(Down to my last drink)
Now I'm down on my last drink
Down on my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Now I’m down on my last drink, down on my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Now I'm down on my last drink, I'm down on my last drink
I'm back in my zone now, the streets is your home now
I took you to Sei Less, you could not put your phone down
Who you picking up for, that you turning your phone down?
I could do way better off alone I guess that’s why I'm on my own now, look
Won't give you my last name keep them bitches away from me
And niggas be copying your flows you niggas be tracin' me
Half of the fly shit I get it come from Italy
Bronx nigga turned to the flyest of the century
Used to hop on the 4 train, now I'm pushin' foreign things
40 on me all day I ball like LeBron James
If I couldn't afford things would you even be lit with me?
Bartender, bartender, bring another drink for me
Now I'm down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Now I'm down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Now I'm down to my last drink, I'm down to my last drink
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink (down to my)
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink
Down on my last drink, down on my-
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Why you keep blowin' my phone up askin’ me questions you don't want the answers to?
I know you had somebody else back when we were still fuckin' can’t even be mad at you
I know that you thinkin' this all, cause you left me I'm fucked and been pourin' these bottles up
I'd rather be sad and be single than being with you cause it ain't like you gave a fuck
Now its no love for a thug, was in the cut like a bacteria
On my way to the bank I be crackin' up
All these niggas they faces be serious
Keep my circlе real tight like a Cheerio'
By the way I alrеady made Honey nut
I just fucked up a check but I’m still up
Yeah I hate you to death but I still fuck, damn
Won’t give you my last name keep these bitches away from me
Said I be back for you, you say you will wait for me
How can I forget her, take away the memories
Bartender, bartender bring another drink for me
(Down to my last drink)
Now I'm down on my last drink
Down on my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Now I’m down on my last drink, down on my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Now I'm down on my last drink, I'm down on my last drink
I'm back in my zone now, the streets is your home now
I took you to Sei Less, you could not put your phone down
Who you picking up for, that you turning your phone down?
I could do way better off alone I guess that’s why I'm on my own now, look
Won't give you my last name keep them bitches away from me
And niggas be copying your flows you niggas be tracin' me
Half of the fly shit I get it come from Italy
Bronx nigga turned to the flyest of the century
Used to hop on the 4 train, now I'm pushin' foreign things
40 on me all day I ball like LeBron James
If I couldn't afford things would you even be lit with me?
Bartender, bartender, bring another drink for me
Now I'm down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Now I'm down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Now I'm down to my last drink, I'm down to my last drink
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink (down to my)
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink
Down on my last drink, down on my-
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