Songtext Smoke beer Lil Wyte

Smoke beer

(Verse)
Pardon me, I’m kinda blasted,
I’ve been drinking since noon (are you for real?)
So forgive me, I just need a little room
‘Cos in any given minute I might fuck around and throw up
Then hop inside my pickup, hit the lot and go do doughnuts
Fuck the police though, I can grab that weed and roll up
Ask me what my name is, I’ll probably tell em I’m toe upHold up, hold up, I really mean it, hold up
I told that bitch to put me through, kinda like a tow truck
My homie on that lean, he’s swaying like a rocker
And now he’s moving slower than a granny with a walker
I told that bitch to come here, I really need a driver
And then I told er treat my dick like a breath of lager, I’m drunk

(Hook)
I smoke beer (I smoke beer)
Drink weed (Drink weed)
Ridin round singing fuck the police (police)
I sip beer (sip beer)
Without lean (without lean)
Ridin round singing fuck the police (police)
(Verse)
Oh I go fucked up and I know it (you know it)
Shit, I’m stumbling
Thinkin I’m spittin, pimpin to this bitch but I’m just mumbling
I had an idea,
I can get this hoe to my room and make her squirt
All I need is weed and drinkin beer to smoking that shit what
Keepin up with me is up, I always go hard I’m never going home
I’m crashing out on the studio couch
Tonight don’t cry, leave me alone
I’m in my zone and I’m feelin it
High or drunk, it don’t matter, I’m killin shit
The name is Lil Wyte if you didn’t know by now
Might take a nigga a week to settle yo bitch
Don’t give a fuck who, fuck the police too
Must be my niggas’ Tennessee attitude
I’m a cool motherfucker, I’m just actin rude
I got no class to put me in a bad mood
I’m a little bit ratchet and trippy at all times
I’m turnt up to the max, these ain’t just rhymes
I’m on my Juicy J shit
It’s been 30 o’clock and that’s the first I tried

(Hook)
I smoke beer (I smoke beer)
Drink weed (Drink weed)
Ridin round singing fuck the police (police)
I sip beer (sip beer)
Without lean (without lean)
Ridin round singing fuck the police (police)
Fuck em

(Verse)
I pull up to the club bumpin country music
Them people look at me like I was really fuckin stupid
I’m ridin round drunk listening to J’s and Alby
Sippin on that work, oh shit I’m smoking on that Al Green
As much as I’ve been drinkin, man I ain’t even thinkin
I told this bitch that my dick was smaller than my pinky
Don’t know what I was thinkin
But maybe I could pull er
And then I told her bitch to grab a beer out of my cooler
And I’m a hilarious guy
I might cum before I fuck like American Pie
Now they sayin that I’m longer so don’t curse no more
And then I tell em shit fuck damn cunt whore

(Hook)
I smoke beer (I smoke beer)
Drink weed (Drink weed)
Ridin round singing fuck the police (police)
I sip beer (sip beer)
Without lean (without lean)
Ridin round singing fuck the police (police)
Fuck em