Crown Royal

[Intro] See what's goin' on in this mothafucker Bitch pass me that mothafuckin blunt mothafuckin' trippin' God damn lame, let me see what's goin' on.. What's happenin' [Verse 1] Check it out we taking shots, posted up Drinking that Crown we toasting cups Bitches looking at us like they so in love, they about to go uncut, no one’s frustrated we faded we celebrating life cause we made it we elevated and we smoking bud The party doesn't end until we sober up 'Til your ladies layin' naked on the sofa drunk Better come on in, get inside Slick brought the pills Rowdy Bizzle brought the white When I mix em' it's a feeling that I can't describe But I guess I'll give my best to try Daily shit can get too heavy to carry so every now and then my body needs the opposite of exercise So I pull the plastic wrapper off the cap of my Crown Royal bottle, somewhere in Gwinnett you'll find me [Hook] Chilling I'm high I'm feeling Sublime No killing My vibe If you're drinking raise your glasses high Cause we ain't trippin' on the past or the afterlife Cause right now we sippin' on that Crown Royal Drunk when I pulled up, they already know what's in my cup, they know I'm sippin' on that Crown Royal This ain't no champagne, they already know what's in my drank [Bridge] I pull that crown up outta that purple bag Crown up outta that purple bag Crown up outta that purple bag That purple bag They know I'm sippin' on that Crown Royal [Verse 2] We've been turned up all day long, long day off We gon' drink until the alcohol is gone Neighbors saying that they're going to call the law I ain't tripping on that blasé blah Playing music loud as fuck and the house is a cloud of smoke These hoes be showing titties like they been at Mardis Gras Her song came on I guess that's when her bra came off We gon' party all night like we got insomnia Red cups in hand, some got spilled, I'm on tilt my eyes on slant Lightweight drinkers they don't stand a chance They're about to make a crash landing, trying to keep up with me Going shot for shot is not the move My tolerance is through the roof I'm like a champion Shot king wanna hang out bring a bottle of some Crown Royal Bout' to go whole ham, oh man I'm [Hook] [Bridge] [Verse 3] Nothing better than a bottle you just bought off the shelf And you see the logo with the golden crown that sits on the pillow You run your fingernail across the sticker right in the middle And take the bottle out the bag and save the baggy for later Maybe to put your weed inside or hide your jewelry or paper You make a mixer with some soda or you shootin it straight up With the reserve or the black or maple original flavor You know that shit is my favorite, no other whiskey is player Like that Crown [Outro] They know I'm sippin' on that They know I'm sippin' on that They know I'm sippin' on that