Pregame Lyrics

This the pregame jam, slam dunk with it

Taste, spread, ask a bad chick out to lunch with it

I'm so ill, I grow ya interest like a bad loan

That was way over ur head, so I'm mad flown

With the rad flow, and the brocc top, hotter than a croc pot

If she say she comin I cannot stop

Finger that, last cup in pong

And I'm hittin it

Finger lickin good, I ain't kidding, kids…I

Play my song and I'm two stepping

Pour me up first, to the top, then you second

In a few seconds, I'm a buy the next round

Then we taking shots, drinking like we're true legends

This the pregame

Cozy up with a cold one, and a hot ten

Common sense my only currency, and you cannot spend

Try but you cheesy doe, you a toilet wine

And so most girls are gonna choose me, Pinot Grigio

She love vodka, she love henny, and uh she love jack,But she loves jäger

She loves rum, she loves gin, and she loves wine so ima see her later

Play my song and I'm two stepping

Pour me up first, to the top, then you second

In a few seconds, I'm a buy the next round

Then we taking shots, drinking like we're true legends

This the pregame