Gettin Drunk Lyrics

Halo on my bedpost

There's just an angel in my room again

Whiskey on the nightstand

Guess I was just too drunk to do it again

Step into my flip-flops

The sound of all the street noise makes me spin

Spin the wheel of fortune

Light me up a J for just get lit again

Man, I'm such a trooper, I be taking all these shots

Give me the tequila, all the bombs and the vod

I don't wanna work, I just wanna get drunk

Order Uber 1 if I'm too fucked up

Called her ten times cause I thought I was in love

Had her in my bed, but I couldn't get it up

Now I'm right back to the same spot I was when I woke up

Look ma no hands on a beer bong

I can only think about like right now

Cause the moment is the only thing to live for

So go get yourself a cup and let me pour you up

Oh, I go to work, I hate my job, but I get paid

So I'm getting drunk and feeling good and getting laid

Spark me up a cigarette, I'm chilling in the shade

Pour me up another one, I really love that drink

Boss comes up, throws some papers on my desk

Says, get to work, I say, hell nah, bruh

Then he said to me, why you gotta be a punk

I said, I'm not, dawg, I'm just trying to get drunk

Then to my surprise, he opened up my eyes

He replied, okay, fuck it, let's go hit the local pub

I'm like, that's what's up

Hopped up in my truck and he sparked one up

That's how I found out that my boss is cool as fuck

Now I'm not at work cause I'm getting drunk

Oh, I go to work, I hate my job, but I get paid

So I'm getting drunk and feeling good and getting laid

Spark me up a cigarette, I'm chilling in the shade

Pour me up another one, I really love that drink

Oh, I go to work, I hate my job, but I get paid

So I'm getting drunk and feeling good and getting laid

Spark me up a cigarette, I'm chilling in the shade

Pour me up another one, I really love that drink

And I could get drunk a thousand times

To get all this bullshit off my mind

And on a good day, I say, it'll be all fine, I try

And on a bad day, I die, but what's insane, I'm on again

Oh, I go to work, I hate my job, but I get paid

So I'm getting drunk and feeling good and getting laid

Spark me up a cigarette, I'm chilling in the shade

Pour me up another one, I really love that drink

Oh, I go to work, I hate my job, but I get paid

So I'm getting drunk and feeling good and getting laid

Spark me up a cigarette, I'm chilling in the shade

Pour me up another one, I really love that drink

And I could get drunk a thousand times

To get all this bullshit off my mind

My breakfast continental

She sent me something sentimental

But I'm too gone, can't send a good reply

I check out and I crash the rental