[intro]
{4x}
(Humming)
One shot, ooh
Two shots, cool
Three shots I’m wasted
Four shots, I’m through
[verse]
Couple shots of patron got you feelin’ yo’ self in the mirror
All on Snapchat takin’ pictures
My momma so bad, on god, she don’t even need a filter
Hope you can handle your liquor
Shot after shot like be both not concerned with our liver
And I know that you got a nigga, but I fuck tonight so let bo make it one to remember
And you tryna vibe
Kiss on ya neck, then move down to your chest, then go down on ya thighs
Oh we takin’ turns
You grab on my zipper then go under cover like you tryna hide
We can’t even focus, we drinkin’ and smokin’ and there ain’t no stopping; we can’t if we tried
I’m giving you shot after shot like a doctor, you say you don't drink I can tell that you’re lying
I just go with the vibe
[Chorus]
{4x}
One shot, ooh
Two shots, cool
Three shots I’m wasted
Four shots, I’m through