Yeti Cup

Po' up

Po' up

Po' up

Po' up

I got whiskey in my Yeti cup and I don't give a mother fuck

I got whiskey in my Yeti cup and I don't give a mother fuck

You can find me

Sippin' the whiskey

It escalated so quickly

Excessively tapping the barrel

My specialty so I don't need no convincing

Ride on this track like a six speed

Whiskey in my yeti cupppp

And pardon yo manners but this is the standard

Know why

'Cause they said he's clutch

I pay my respects to the great

And the rest can get lost like my fuckery

Tolerance consumption is much more than moderate

Soon as I crack-a-bottle I demolish it

Honestly fuck all the modesty

Ain't no one stopping me

Say it without an apology y'all cannot rock wit me

That's is my company policy

I was cut from a brick

And you easy to break I will snap you in half

Like a bundle of sticks keep on running yo lips

Oily click that I got is the one on my hip

And I got whiskey I got whiskey in my Yeti cup

In one hand the other grippin' on a muscle butt

And I don't give a mother fuck

I don't play politics

I'm not PC I'm the opposite

I came to drink get drunk act wild 'n' shit

Words slurrin' swervin' intoxicated with bourbon

Up your discernment recite this hook like a sermon 'cause I got

I got whiskey in my Yeti cup and I don't give a mother fuck

I got whiskey in my Yeti cup and I don't give a mother fuck

Bitch I'm a villain, got no more feelings

Whiskey done killed it

So unforgiving, you ever cross me l'm comin in swinging

Feel like I'm winning, I could lose and be at the top

You're so unconvincing

Say that you're dope but don't stir up the pot

Y'all want smoke bitch light it up

I'll shut it down closed curtains

Gotta strong 9 with a laser site called Jim Beam

No bourbon

Got that whiskey in my Yeti cup

There's nothing that I can't do

And you know I gotta brand new

Bottle of Blantons, open then pour and I'm back in the action

What a contraption, I'm a 30 ounce liquor assassin

I fell off the wagon, up again you ain't seen one final

You need you a caption, 'cause I'm the champ and you're sub-title

I'm a little bit violent, don't do church songs or Christmas carols

I get drunk, pull it out

Have you staring down that whiskey barrel and I'm out

'Cause I don't give a mother fuck

Gotta go refill my Yeti cup

I got whiskey in my Yeti cup and I don't give a mother fuck

I got whiskey in my Yeti cup and I don't give a mother fuck