We've got one more bottle of Jack
What the fuck we gonna do with it
Lets get fucked up
And if you've got a little problem with that
What the fuck you gonna do 'bout it
You'll get fucked up
We've got one more bottle of Jack
What the fuck we gonna do with it
Lets get fucked up
So if you got a little problem
There's one easy way we can stop this
And it starts with my dick in her mouth
I feel like a million bucks, the truth is
I'm about a bill away from broke as fuck
But I got a little weed so I'ma roll it up
'Cause funny's got a funny feeling that could change his luck
Yeah, coming up, throwing up, west coast bangin'
Maryjane, light it up, no complaining
Six shooters spraying, that's what I'm saying
No mo' shots, taking bottles to the brain man
So watch the city light the sky
'Cause there's something 'bout tonight
Yeah, there's something about tonight
It's got me feeling alright
So watch this city light the sky
And even if you close your eyes
You'll never feel so alive
Because
We've got one more bottle of Jack
What the fuck we gonna do with it
Lets get fucked up
And if you've got a little problem with that
What the fuck you gonna do 'bout it
You'll get fucked up
We've got one more bottle of Jack
What the fuck we gonna do with it
Lets get fucked up
So if you got a little problem
There's one easy way we can stop this
And it starts with my dick in her mouth
One, pack a two, pack a three, pack a four
Not enough crackers bitch, I need two more
Still not enough I'll need to feed these hoe's
Too drunk to open the DeLorean Door
So I'll take a little nap on the bathroom floor
Last shoot, cab man, I'll need some more
Lap dance, looking at me like she's bored
Too many treats that I can't afford
Watch me run outside that door
So lets, mix the maker, meet the marker
I'm in the mood for a little bit darker
Got some paper, and a lighter
Time to set a lot on fucking fire
So watch the city light the sky
'Cause there's something 'bout tonight
Yeah, there's something about tonight
It's got me feeling alright
So watch this city light the sky
And even if you close your eyes
You'll never feel so alive
Because
We've got one more bottle of Jack
What the fuck we gonna do with it
Lets get fucked up
And if you've got a little problem with that
What the fuck you gonna do 'bout it
You'll get fucked up
We've got one more bottle of Jack
What the fuck we gonna do with it
Lets get fucked up
So if you got a little problem
There's one easy way we can stop this
And it starts with my dick in her mouth (2X)
Let's get fucked up
You'll get fucked up
Let's get fucked up
It starts with my dick in your mouth
compositores: JOREL DECKER, DANIEL MURILLO, GEORGE ARTHUR RAGAN, JORDON KRISTOPHER TERRELL, DYLAN PETER ALVAREZ, MATTHEW BUSEK, GRIFFIN BOICE
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