Don't Count My Shots

I got one shot, two shots, three shots four
I'm at the bar and I want one more
I don't know
What I'm doing here
Got a little bit of whiskey
On the rocks
And a little bit of clear
Sitting on top
All messed up
Under these bar lights

Don't take my glass
Don't take my tab
Don't take my phone
Don't call me no cab
Why can't you see
I'm doing just fine

Shit's 'bout to hit the fan
Don't know if you wanna be here for that
Just don't ask
How many I've had

Don't count my shots
Ain't ya momma ever told you that
'Cus it don't matter
How many I've had
Just gimme one more
Before I lose my mind
I'm just here to drink
And have a good time

Sitting here drowning my tears away
Don't know what to do
Or what to say
How 'bout you
Hand me a beer
It's almost three
And it's closing time
Let me grab my shit
And clear my mind
How the hell
Did I get here

Not much to do
Not much to say
It's about the time
To get a move
Get a move on
I'll have one more
Shot

Shit's 'bout to hit the fan
Don't know if you wanna be here for that
Just don't ask
How many I've had

Don't count my shots
Ain't ya momma ever told you that
'Cus it don't matter
How many I've had
Just gimme one more
Before I lose my mind
I'm just here to drink
And have a good time

They're calling me a cab
That means it's time to go
But lemme ask this question
Can I have one more

Don't count my shots
Ain't ya momma ever told you that
'Cus it don't matter
How many i've had
Just gimme one more
Before I lose my mind
I'm just here to drink
And have a good time



Credits
Writer(s): Kel'vanya Smith
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