Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Broken Whiskey Glass , by - Post Malone. Release date: 08.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Broken Whiskey Glass |
| I done drank codeine from a broken whiskey glass |
| I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass |
| Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin' back |
| So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass |
| And that 101 like the highway in hell |
| Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel |
| And I woke up and my room’s fuckin' trashed like a damn hotel |
| And where I’m goin' next now? |
| Only time will tell |
| Woah-oh |
| Woah-oh |
| Woah-oh |
| Woah-oh |
| I done spent some time chasin' women that don’t give a shit |
| I done learned my lessons and I ain’t never gon' forget |
| Started callin' this shit, started ballin' and shit, started flickin' that wrist |
| They ain’t never listened, now I’m makin' them hits so I’m fuckin' your bitch |
| (Ooh) |
| No, it ain’t that difficult for me to forget that you ever exist |
| Bet you remember my name when I pull up in that whip that doesn’t exist (Skrrt) |
| Spill lean on Supreme last Saturday |
| Let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey |
| Pass me them drugs, motherfucker let me try 'em |
| At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin' out weed |
| Smokin' my dope, Bathing Ape, that be the clothe |
| Man, don’t be silly, that shit you rockin' is old |
| Like it’s years since you been to the store |
| Feel like Meek Milly but I ain’t from Philly |
| I’m poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie |
| I do this for real-y and for my fam-ily |
| Same shit every night, man, it’s all so famil'-y |
| The bitches they killin' me |
| Like, bitch, are you kiddin' me? |
| Ballin', that shit Jason Kiddin' me |
| You can’t get rid of me |
| Yeah, you want my chain |
| and my chi bitch |
| I’m real good at chemistry |
| Woah-oh |
| Woah-oh |
| Woah-oh |
| Woah-oh |