Shot Down

♪ I wash my shot down with a cocktail Take a look out at the bar And give 'em all a fat wail “LOOK AT ME!” Oh, cant you see Whats happening? Everything 'round me sings I gotta bring a certain thing I haven’t decided what it is yet But bet I get a fat check Imma buy Things that fly I wanna drive Blimps up in the sky Don't know why But that's life Get a piece Of the pie ♪ No ones taking me seriously Feel like I'm talking in soliloquy Guess that means there's more for me I'll find more peeps worth keeping When I'm drenched in all those riches I'll have so many damn bitches I swear I'm gonna make it If I were drunk I'd be naked Imma buy Trophy wives Eat a piece Of her pie Imma buy Alibis I'll say bye While no one is wise Imma buy Extra time Imma die At the end of time That sounds fire I'll unwind I've made up My damn mind ♪ ... 🤮 (woo!) ♪