1739

Throwing up in my best friends bathroom
Clean it quick, cause I gotta get back soon
Don’t know where I’ll be next week
Please god, just deposit my check please
Girls stay rolling, drinking Bacardi
Same shit that’s making me queasy
One more drink, and I’m fine, I’m dandy
In a day we’ll be back snap repeat
In day we’ll be back snap repeat
In day we’ll be back snap repeat
In day we’ll be back snap repeat
In day we’ll be back snap repeat
In a daze I see black, feel empty
Drink til I puke so I can’t feel things
I’m pretty good at hiding my feelings
Getting pretty good at fighting my feelings
1739, posted up
Posted a pic, cmon show me love
Call the bomb squad, cause I’m blowing up
Your girl talking a lot, cause she hoeing up
Hit up my friends, say I’m pulling up
Weekends and the gang always showing up
Call the bomb squad cause we’re blowing up
1739, always going up
Throwing up in my best friends’ backyard
Think this time I went a little too hard
Charged $43 to my bank card
Now we’re going crazy in the rental car
Shawty got a fat, ass shake it for a bar
Spilling my rum and coke and my superstars
Wanna live my life in the moment
Right now all time seems frozen
People look down on the life we’ve chosen
They’re just mad cause they’re door is closing
My breakthrough is coming I’m hoping
My time’s soon god damnit, I know it