Post Malone - Broken Whiskey Glass

[Verse 1]

I done drank Codeine from a broken whiskey glass

I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass

Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin' back

So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass

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 fuckin' trashed like a damn hotel

Where I go next, now, only time will tell



[Hook]

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh



[Verse 2]

I done spent some time chasin' women that don't give a shit

I done learned my lessons and I ain't never gon' forget

Started callin' this shit, started ballin' and shit, started flickin' that wrist

They ain't never listened now I'm makin' them hits so I'm fuckin' your bitch

No it ain't nothin' fickle for me to forget that you ever exist

Bet you remember my name when I pull up in that whip that doesn't exist, skrrr

Spill lean on Supreme last Saturday

Let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey

Pass me the drugs, motherfucker let me shine

At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin' out weed

Smokin' my dope, beggin' that that be the code

Man, don't be silly, that shit you rockin' is old

Like it's been years since you been to the store

Feel like Meek Milly but I ain't from Philly

I'm poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie

I do this for real-y and for my fam-ily

Some shade every night, man, it's all so famil-y

The bitches they killin' me

Like, bitch are you kiddin' me?

Ballin', that shit Jason Kiddin' me

You can't get rid of me

Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry



[Hook]

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh