Drink With Me ft. Stretch Money Lyrics

Bartender can we get another shot

Of whatever he’s having put mine on the rocks

It’s like this bro the problems never stop

Don’t forget we from the bottom I’ll see you at the top look

This shit can get more stressful than you think

Cause’ you might just want to quit

But you could be on the brink of success

I’m still running like the kitchen sink

Yo V you know I smoke

But today I need a motha’ fuckin’ drink

My pop caught corona with pneumonia in his chest

He said with every last moment we closer to our death

So it’s now or never thousand pounds of pressure

Man that fucked my mental state up didn’t talk got my weight up

But honestly my privacy

is probably like a bottle that’s inside of me

That’s filled with lots of trauma and anxiety

Unthinkable what issues may sneak up by surprise

Stretch me and momma we ain’t seeing eye to eye

And I don’t know how to handle that

But that fifth of yak’ yeah bro I handle that

Take a swig and pass it back let it ease the tension

My lady on my mind I recognize that she’s a blessing

And the one I love but damage most

Man fuck these weak ass feelings let’s just have a toast

It's how we raised nowadays I think my tanks on empty

With a loaded ride in overdrive I think I’ll take some Henny

Its on me

Bartender can we get another shot

Of whatever he’s having put mine on the rocks

It’s like this bro the problems never stop

Don’t forget we from the bottom I’ll see you at the top look

This shit can get more stressful than you think

Cause’ you might just want to quit

But you could be on the brink of success

I’m still running like the kitchen sink

Yo V you know I smoke

But today I need a motha’ fuckin’ drink

I ain’t looking for no sympathy at all

My pimpery is strong

My temperament be wrong

It ain’t no room to spit a sixteen in a song

That’s compiled of this weak and foul shit that’s going on

In my day to day

No navigation trying to make a way

And getting on in this occupation might be safe to say

That it’s a gamble I don’t ramble with these raps

I got a different handle John Rambo with the strap

You say yo’ daddy sick my daddy died imagine that

And we was beefin’ Valid ain’t even get to give him dap

I took a couple L’s them bitches hit me back to back

I rolled a couple L’s and blew them bitches back to back

when I was in that cell ain’t nobody have my back

Except Kisha brodie and that’s a motha’ fuckin’ fact

In these time tell yo’ self you been through worse remember that

Gotta walk it how you talk it if you lost it get it back uh

Bartender can we get another shot

Of whatever he’s having put mine on the rocks

It’s like this bro the problems never stop

Don’t forget we from the bottom I’ll see you at the top look

This shit can get more stressful than you think

Cause’ you might just want to quit

But you could be on the brink of success

I’m still running like the kitchen sink

Yo V you know I smoke

But today I need a motha’ fuckin’ drink