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son kuma – drink this lyrics

[intro]
drink this one like it’s on me
drink this one like it’s on me
on me
on me
drin-drin-

[hook: son k-ma]
drink this one like it’s on me
f-ck you up b-tch what you need
i’ve been stalling you’ve been calling falling for me
drink this one like it’s on me
f-ck you up b-tch what you need
i’ve been stalling you’ve been calling falling for me

[verse 1: son k-ma]
started with a holla, made a n-gg- pull a
couple hundred dollars, just so i could pull a
model with a bottle, that sh-t’s not my motto
but i know you want a margarita so i’ll
let you know when i’ll go
get you up out your clothes
i f-ck with you fasho
i’m drunk let’s pour some more
rosè you say “no way,” why not?
think i’m ok i can locate my car
let us go away, leave like romaine ha ha
turn it opaque, i just poured 8 more shots
gin and tonic a little chronic to get it get it popping
grab my wallet, can’t find my phone f-ck my life i think i lost it
here’s my number, was wondering if you think that you could call it
oh so now i have yours and now you have mine let’s get to talking

[verse 2: son k-ma]
chop another beat i gotta feed another verse and show these n-gg-s how to stutter when i change my flow
tripping on a tab, she got me sipping on the flask, i love her way to entertain i let her tame my soul
locked out her phone cus she gave my code
shocked cus her brain got me bending my toes
paid for the drinks and i paid for the things that i bought when i thought being rich got hoes
but she’s not a hoe n-gg- f-ck that sh-t
n-gg-s wanna know how to run that sh-t
suicidal doors like i cut my wrists
going on tour cus i wrote my hits
n-gg-s hating like a little baby or a kid
throwing up a fit, knowing i’m the sh-t
blowing me a kiss get the f-ck off my d-ck
sorry for the twist now back to the script
i met her at a party, aye
sipping on bacardi, aye
smoking like a marley, aye
listening to playboi carti, aye
got game like atari, aye
exotic like safari, aye
f-ck i just forgot her name
d-mn it i’m so sorry, wait
gotta go back to basics
gotta show love and some patience
get her lemonade she can chase with
duck, duck, grey goose, taste it, take it
fake it till you make it better break a f-cking leg
better grab a f-cking keg and repeat just what i said, i said just

- son kuma lyrics

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