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Artiste : Post Malone
Titre : Broken Whiskey Glass
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 fuckin´ back
So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass

And that 101 like the highway in hell
Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel
And I woke up and my room´s fuckin´ trashed like a damn hotel
And where I´m goin´ next now? Only time will tell

Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh

I done spent some time chasin´ women that don´t give a shit
I done learned my lessons and I ain´t never gon´ forget
Started callin´ this shit, started ballin´ and shit, started flickin´ that wrist
They ain´t never listened, now I´m makin´ them hits so I´m fuckin´ your bitch

No, it ain´t that difficult for me to forget that you ever exist
Bet you remember my name when I pull up in that whip that doesn´t exist (Skrrt)
Spill lean on Supreme last Saturday
Let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey
Pass me them drugs, motherfucker let me try ´em
At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin´ out weed
Smokin´ my dope, Bathing Ape, that be the clothe
Man, don´t be silly, that shit you rockin´ is old
Like it´s years since you been to the store
Feel like Meek Milly but I ain´t from Philly
I´m poppin´ a wheelie, I show off my grillie
I do this for real-y and for my fam-ily
Same shit every night, man, it´s all so famil´-y
The bitches they killin´ me
Like, bitch, are you kiddin´ me?

Ballin´, that shit Jason Kiddin´ me
You can´t get rid of me
Yeah you want my chain and my chi bitch I´m real good at chemistry

Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh