Post Malone - Broken Whiskey Gla** lyrics

(Verse 1) I done drank Codeine from a broken whiskey gla** I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of gra** Slaved for the man and I broke my f**king back So you can take your nine to five and shove it up your a** And I won’t go on, like a highway to hell Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel And I woke up and my room’s f**king trashed like a damn hotel Where I go next, now, only time will tell (Chorus) Whoaoh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh (Verse 2) I done spent some time chasing women that don’t give a s**t I done learned my lessons and I ain’t never gong forget Started calling this s**t, started balling and s**t, started flicking that wrist They ain’t never listened now I’m making them hits so I’m f**king your bi**h No it ain’t nothing fickle for me to forget that you ever exist Bet you remember my name when I pull up and dab with that, doesn’t exist, skrrr Spill lean on supreme, let that s**t splash, motherf**ker talk saucey Pa** me the d**, motherf**ker let me shine At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flying out weed Smoking my dope, begging, that that be the code Man, don’t be silly, that s**t you rocking is old Like it’s been years since you been to the store Feel I need….but I ain’t from Philly I’m popping a wheelie, I show off my grillie I do this for realy and for my family Some shade every night, man, it’s all so famil-y The bi**hes they k**ing me Like, bi**h are you kidding me? Balling, that s**t, that s**t k**ing me You can’t get rid of me Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry (Chorus) Whoaoh, whoaoh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh