Broken Whiskey Glass - Post Malone
I done drank Codeine 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 f_ckin' 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 f_ckin' trashed like a damn hotel
Where I go next, now, only time will tell
I done spent some time chasin' women that don't give a sh_t
I done learned my lessons and I ain't never gon' forget
Started callin' this sh_t, started ballin' and sh_t, started flickin' that wrist
They ain't never listened now I'm makin' them hits so I'm f_ckin' your b_tch
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 last Saturday, let that sh_t splash, motherf_cker talk saucey
Pass me the drugs, motherf_cker let me shine
At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin' out weed
Smokin' my dope, beggin' that that be the code
Man, don't be silly, that sh_t you rockin' is old
Like it's been years since you been to the store
Feel I need [?] but I ain't from Philly
I'm poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie
I do this for really and for my family
Some shade every night, man, it's all so family
The b_tches they killin' me
Like, b_tch are you kiddin' me?
Ballin', that sh_t, that sh_t killin' me
You can't get rid of me
Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry
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