Coors light
It keeps my six pack tight
When it gets too late at night, I don’t fight
I never really fight
But all my pillows are too hard
And my sheets are straight up scarred
It tasted lots like water when I puked in your backyard
When I puked in your backyard
And so I chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Will I make it out alive?
But there are several dicks drawn onto my back
And both my tits look two crying faces
My body never cuts me any slack
And so I chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
And now there’s brothers on the corner saying I sucked them off
But my throat’s the shallow kind
Baby boy you know that I would just gag and cough
But I doubt you’d really mind
And now I can breathe underwater
Cause I don’t know how to drown
My boat is made of platinum gold
Your cubic zirconium got crushed on the ground
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