This Liquor
I don't know what you want from me yeah
Try to give you everything you need yeah
But
I guess it wasn't good enough
So
I'm packing packing
All my stuff ooo
This liquor
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
You tryna win
We argue
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out fuck another bitch
This liquor
(liqqquuorrrr)
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
(sicccckk offff)
You tryna win
We argue (oh no)
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out
Fuck another bitch
I'm so stupid let the good girl slip away
You know I act crazy off the E&J
You know I been
Dealing with the bullshit and the drama bout what people say
I need to leave the streets but can't keep away
You know I've been
Handling business
The money is important
We argue when we kick it
That's why I don't visit often
I'm on a mission to get this Recognition
Losing time with you to talk about some feelings
She say she giving up because I keep on acting different
We argue then we fuck because the sex is so addicting
I pour another cup but something seems missing
Always wonder if it's lust because my mind it just be tripping
It's like every time I'm with her
It's like fuck a 12oz I need a pitcher
She said she taking legal action if I hit her
But what's crazy I started fucking with her sister
I can't forget her I miss her
This liquor
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
You tryna win
We argue
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out fuck another bitch
This liquor
(liqqquuorrrr)
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
(sicccckk offff)
You tryna win
We argue (oh no)
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out
Fuck another bitch
I get a little hype start losing consciousness
Stop caring about what's wrong
Stop fearing the consequence
Start gaining confidence
Stop with the incompetents
This night I'm getting fucked up I just wanna feel numb again
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna talk
All I wanna do is chill can I get a cup
Pass me the henny and I line up with the chalk
I just caught a body Ima celebrate this month
Moscato is what I mix she said she wasn't ready
When I'm in the club parade in the confetti
Sip Sipping sip sip sippin it's over flow in my cup
Drinking drinking I'm tripping (tripping)
My balance gotta adjust
And I won't turn around baby No
Won't won't turn around no
And I won't turn around baby No
Won't won't turn around baby cause
Yeaaahhh
This liquor
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
You tryna win
We argue
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out fuck another bitch
This liquor
(liqqquuorrrr)
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
(sicccckk offff)
You tryna win
We argue (oh no)
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out
Fuck another bitch
Try to give you everything you need yeah
But
I guess it wasn't good enough
So
I'm packing packing
All my stuff ooo
This liquor
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
You tryna win
We argue
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out fuck another bitch
This liquor
(liqqquuorrrr)
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
(sicccckk offff)
You tryna win
We argue (oh no)
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out
Fuck another bitch
I'm so stupid let the good girl slip away
You know I act crazy off the E&J
You know I been
Dealing with the bullshit and the drama bout what people say
I need to leave the streets but can't keep away
You know I've been
Handling business
The money is important
We argue when we kick it
That's why I don't visit often
I'm on a mission to get this Recognition
Losing time with you to talk about some feelings
She say she giving up because I keep on acting different
We argue then we fuck because the sex is so addicting
I pour another cup but something seems missing
Always wonder if it's lust because my mind it just be tripping
It's like every time I'm with her
It's like fuck a 12oz I need a pitcher
She said she taking legal action if I hit her
But what's crazy I started fucking with her sister
I can't forget her I miss her
This liquor
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
You tryna win
We argue
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out fuck another bitch
This liquor
(liqqquuorrrr)
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
(sicccckk offff)
You tryna win
We argue (oh no)
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out
Fuck another bitch
I get a little hype start losing consciousness
Stop caring about what's wrong
Stop fearing the consequence
Start gaining confidence
Stop with the incompetents
This night I'm getting fucked up I just wanna feel numb again
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna talk
All I wanna do is chill can I get a cup
Pass me the henny and I line up with the chalk
I just caught a body Ima celebrate this month
Moscato is what I mix she said she wasn't ready
When I'm in the club parade in the confetti
Sip Sipping sip sip sippin it's over flow in my cup
Drinking drinking I'm tripping (tripping)
My balance gotta adjust
And I won't turn around baby No
Won't won't turn around no
And I won't turn around baby No
Won't won't turn around baby cause
Yeaaahhh
This liquor
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
You tryna win
We argue
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out fuck another bitch
This liquor
(liqqquuorrrr)
Is kicking in
I'm sick of
(sicccckk offff)
You tryna win
We argue (oh no)
I'm bout to sin
I'm bout to go out
Fuck another bitch
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