Pour Another

Lyrics

[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