Swig Whiskey

(Left all my guns back at home) (You're not worth the use of 'em) (I'll do this shit all alone)

I'm taking over the broadcast for just a minute So how can you win against someone who just doesn't give a

Wooh! S w i g S to the motherfucking w i g Motherfucker Knocking folks over i'm just here

Hanging 'round all them punk ass kids Cause you just another motherfucker tryna fit in yeah See through you

{?} Tr-Tr-Treading where I go When I steer through mental paved lanes (Let's go!) None these

Didn't catch up on my DM's, I's too busy talking shit With no one else there to come stop me, I keep

I built my Mental Alamo And I won't tear it down I've had enough of the old West Coast hoax So

(I know the problem know the problem You ain't from the streets Neither am I but i ain't actin

I wanna go where my mind will never let me When i fall asleep i'll be who i wanna be I watch the stars shoot

Swig whiskey (it's brant) Fuck you navy lighting (navy lighting) We wrote a special song just for you (boy