(Verse 1 – Vic Mensa)
Late night calls
Feeling slightly faded
Free alcohol at the club
That s**t’s overrated
Call up liquor locker brrt brrt!
Bring me apple vodka
Shawty yeah, yeah, yeah
You know that I could do you proper
Pour you a drink, would you please
Stop fussing with your Samsung
I call your bluff, why you playing?
I ain’t that ni**a to play games on, no, no, no, no
I could do you proper, proper
I could do you proper, proper
I love your conversation
Usually I’m not the long talker
But this
(Chorus – Vic Mensa)
Liquor liquor liquor liquor, liquor got me talking talking
Way too much, way too much, way too much, way too much
Got me texting, calling it’s 2:30 in the morning
Tryna wake you up, wake you up, where you at, where you at
I might put a uber on you, I might have to pull up on you
Pick you up, f**k you up, give you some of this
Liquor liquor form the liquor locker
Haya hay have ya talking way too much, way too much, way too much whoa
(Verse 2 – Vic Mensa)
Don’t listen to Kiara
She be talking crazy
She say I’m a savage, man
That bi**h just be hating
I just think you’re worth it, oh
Please don’t take it personal
But by the way you talk, I know that I could do you proper
Pour you a drink, is it me, or is one of us romantic?
Don’t be so stiff, move your hips
I ain’t that ni**a ’til you’re dancing
I hope you know I can do you proper, proper
Like I was a doctor, doctor
This is an emergency, hurry up
Call the liquor locker, pour up the
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(Verse 3 – Ty Dolla $ign)
Drink bombay til we all f**ked up
I was drinking Bombay, till I had to throw up
I was booling with a baddie from the Bay Area
Couldn’t make it up the stairs, had to get carried up, aye
Wave to my general, I can’t sleep now
Kush got my eyes low, can’t see now
Orange tesla got me on ten right now
If i get her naked, Ima sin right now
Can I hit it proper
F**k you real proper
Have you screaming papa,yeah
Touch all on your body
Feel all on your body
f** all on your body, yeah
Too many drinks and all these d**
Way too much, 3x
So, please, get off your Samsung
And let’s do this while your man’s gone
Baby
(Repeat Chorus)