I Drink I Smoke Lyrics

Hi guys, I'm Eugene. I'm gonna be your server today

Is there anything I can get you to drink

Yes, ma'am. I'll have the biggest pickle you can find

Table 8 is gonna be a goddamn nuisance

I'm headed out tonight and I'm headed for some trouble

Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble

Bartender look at me she know I need a double

Double, double, double

I drink, I drink, I smoke, I smoke

I sit back and I blow

On the front porch, let em know

Fuck the Po, Po, yeah

Fuck the Po po, yeah

Got some serious shit

Got some furious shit

And I'm talking about that weed

They be baking off in the mystery machine

And a choke equal to a bump, now I'm feeling mean

Pass me the cane, cause I'm fin to lean

Fat sack tucked in my jeans

And a bitch in my lap so I'm busting seams

Bet you never thought rust could gleam

Brush shoulders till the dust is clean

And I'm riding on a cusp of dreams

Many nights did I fuss and scream

At the man in the mirror while I discuss'n means

I fought hard with a never give a fuck regime

Roll by myself, God damn it, fuck the team

Been down river luck for streams

Pucker up, turn the blunt to steam

We dump, then we dump the scene

Definition of a ruckus mean

Y'all painted up dull, but we stuck to sheen

I been down homie junkie fiend

Follow bitches, putt'n rumps in jeans

Salt and pepper, season up the greens

Hot, hot, find me where the funky be

Where the funky be

I drink, I drink, I smoke, I smoke

I sit back and I blow

On the front porch let em know

Fuck the po po, yeah

Fuck the po po, yeah

Got some serious shit

Got some furious shit

See I'm smoking out

Smoking out

Smoking out

See I'm blazing up

Blazing up

Blazing up

Had about with six shots

Six shots

Six shots

And I can't see now

Can't see now

Can't see now

Can't see now

Can't see now

I just don't understand what the fuck's taking so long

Me neither, dude

Excuse me

My E and J's gone

Ahhhhhh, need another cup

Room spinning while she pouring up, pouring up

She could spend her bucks on another shot

Girl right next to me, legs might open up

but I'm all about the head, better focus up

Got balls, let them hang like coconuts

Ooh

Let them hang like coconuts

I do

If Miss Brandy out, then I'm calling the captain

Take affirmative action

And I love weed, love liquor with a passion

I find it relaxing

But I'm thinking that my mama dropped me

On my motherfucking head

How about that

It explain a lot

Like like like

Like the pain I got

Like like like

See, I'm falling out

Falling out

I think I had too much, and now I'm falling out

Falling out

Falling out

Yeah

I drink

I drink

I smoke

I smoke

I sit back and I blow

On the front porch, let them know

Fuck the po po

Yeah

Fuck the po po

Yeah

Got some serious shit

Got some furious shit

See I'm real drunk

Can you feel me

My baby mama finna kill me

And I ain't answer my phone all night

Need to roll out before she try to roll up

And I don't feel like hearing her mouth

Where the fuck is my keys

Where the fuck is my phone

Had the nerve to ask the Uber driver

Where the fuck is my home

I'm the bartender that boy tipping

OK, OK, OK, OK

I'm the mama that boy slipping

and he need to be in church and that boy tripping

Yeah, yeah

He finna fall victim

Alcohol sicked em

And he's always been one just to love some shit

And he's always been a fuck up when he fucks up

Really, really fucks up

Cause people's some bucks and pretty much just a disappointment every day that he shows up

That didn't make me feel good

Knowing that I'm no good, no good

But I'm so good

Tell them where to go

I think I should

I think I should

H-E-L-L

H-E-L-L

H-E-L-L

I'm pouring up

I'm pouring up

Give a fuck what you think when I'm rolling up

And uhhh

better get down with the formula

I drink

I drink

I smoke

I smoke

I sit back and I blow

On the front porch, let em know

Fuck the po-po

Yeah

Fuck the po-po

Yeah

Got some serious shit

Got some furious shit

I drink

I drink

I smoke

I smoke

I sit back and I blow

On the front porch, let em know

Fuck the po-po

Yeah

Fuck the po-po

Yeah

Got some serious shit

Got some furious shit

Yeah

Finally headed home and I'm, finally headed home and I'm

Yeah

Finally headed home and I'm, finally headed home and I'm

Yeah

Pretty sure I'm bout to get sick

Bleah

Ha