[Verse 1: Lee Carver]
Usually I'm not partakin' in drinkin', I'm more about the herbal essence
But tonight I think I'll make exceptions
So go ahead and start that four digit bar tab
End up in some guts tore out in a fuckin' car crash
Either way they say you gon' feel this in the morning
See her coming my way, it's a random bitch that's pouring
Patron shots, her clothes drop, she was biting her lip
I puke Little Caesar's all over her tits and dip
[Verse 2: Mr 8 Legz]
Pregame for your boys, a couple of sips of Cap' and coke
No Cola involved, dawg, until I grab my coat
I approach bars like a sawed-off, meaning I'll explode
Moment that I'm cut off is the trigger, that's an honest note
(Bitch!) Why should I dial it back? I'm getting wild and that's
'Cause I'vе been dead inside a while, want my livеr to match
So pour another motherfucker, better make it a double
'Cause I ain't leaving single 'less I'm seeing triple, so what up?
[Chorus: Lee Carver]
Bartender, can I get another shot? (Shot)
Bullshit, got kicked out of the other spot (Spot)
I threw a fit when that motherfucker cut me off (Uh uh)
And I'm trying to drink the night away
What you gon' do? I'm gon' drink
Man I'm hammered too! Fuck what you think
I am gonna puke! Girl I'm tryna have fun
Round two's on me, pour another one
[Verse 3: Billy Obey]
Punch holes in the drywall when I'm completely plastered
Chug beer in my butt because I get drunk faster
What? That's a boof, homie, to tell the truth
One thing is absolute, your boy is fucked up
I'ma keep drinkin' Bourbon even though my speech slurrin'
Blurred vision, I'm Jordan and you're Pippen, okay
No way, it's a party, we finna share with the rest
'Cause this right here, put some hair on your chest
[Pre-Chorus: Lee Carver]
Fucked up, pour more liquor in my cup
I'm fucked up, pour more liquor in my cup
I'm fucked up, pour more liquor in my cup
Cheers to tonight, in the morning, we'll pay (Hey)
I'm just trying to drink the night away
[Chorus: Lee Carver]
Bartender, can I get another shot? (Shot)
Bullshit, got kicked out of the other spot (Spot)
I threw a fit when that motherfucker cut me off (Uh uh)
And I'm trying to drink the night away
What you gon' do? I'm gonna drink
Man I'm hammered too! Fuck what you think
I am gonna puke! Girl I'm tryna have fun
Round two's on me, pour another one
[Verse 4: Joe Black]
I got shitty luck, my chick is a slut (Fuck)
My life is hell, might as well get drunk (Yup)
Ten shots ago, cut that bitch out of pictures (Cunt)
Now I'm crying like a bitch 'cause I miss her
And just like that I whimper sad to the street
Running through the streets screaming "Fuck the police"
Now I'm sick with the spins, I'm hoping it ends
Just to wake up, get drunk, and do it over again, goddamn!
[Verse 5: Whipstick]
Fuck! Let me get a glass of 2%
Suckin' on another while chugging something ridiculous
Osteoporosis couldn't even try to phase me
Your mom rides my milk mustache on the daily
And blatantly, bitch, I got your mammaries in handcuffs
I'm fiendin' for the feedin' no reason, so put your hands up
Hand sanitizer couldn't scrub away the ugly
Lactose intolerance, I'm solvin' with another drink
[Pre-Chorus: Lee Carver]
Fucked up, pour more liquor in my cup
I'm fucked up, pour more liquor in my cup
I'm fucked up, pour more liquor in my cup
Cheers to tonight, in the morning, we'll pay (Hey)
I'm just trying to drink the night away
[Chorus: Lee Carver]
Bartender, can I get another shot? (Shot)
Bullshit, got kicked out of the other spot (Spot)
I threw a fit when that motherfucker cut me off (Uh uh)
And I'm trying to drink the night away
What you gon' do? I'm gonna drink
Man I'm hammered too! Fuck what you think
I am gonna puke! Girl I'm tryna have fun
Round two's on me, pour another one