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Alcoholics

Hip-Hop/Rap

Alcoholics was released on October 30, 2020 by JO$H2LIT as a part of the album 2Lit

Song Details

Album2Lit

Release DateOctober 30, 2020

LabelJO$H2LIT

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

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LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

JO$H2LIT

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Joshua Johnson

Songwriter

Lyrics

CHORUS

Roll the drugs up

Gone and spark the blunt and fill your lungs up

Fore we have a toast let’s fill the cups up

We in this bitch and we gone party till the suns up

Alcoholic 8x

VERSE

Imma go slide in a wraith

Take that ass back to the trap, We do not go on dates

Might go outside of my race

Sit that ass back in my lap, It do not go on face

Just copped the Gucci my shades

Gucci shoes come wit a bag it do not come wit lace

Just got her out of the kitchen

Now dat bit flipping n whipping, she trynna get laid

Me and my bitch on a mission

She wanna shake it for me till she can’t feel her legs

Me and ha back in the kitchen

She want me fuck her to death and come back from the dead

After I nut imma stay

Yeah that shit cray

Who put that dream in ha Head

After I nut imma skate

Bitch imma skate

I put supreme on mypegs

Just caught a opp shot the fade

I woulda shot em for real but I just bought the blade

Just bout a mop wit a laz

Ready to spray

Fresh and so clean wit the clean the glade

Throwing the money I made

Fuck that shit up

Fuck that shit up

Need a maid

All of this money I made

I got the ruga engraved

When **** threw shade

Just got the Glock with the range

It can’t be tamed

Ready to feast on you lames

He’s is a sellout fasho

Sell out a show

But he ain’t gone dive off the stage

Imma be lit till I’m 💯 years old then imma die off the age

It ain’t no stopping the rage

You could die lit

Or take dat shit back where you came

CHORUS

Roll the drugs up

Gone and spark the blunt and fill ya lungs up

Fore we have a toast let’s fill the cups up

In this bitch and we gone party till the suns up

Alcoholic 8x

VERSE 2

**** I DONT give a fuck

Keep this shit blunt

You say whatever you want

We used to sleep in a bunk

Now we get crunk

Bro put me on saint laurant

You can run my one on one

Don’t like to jump

Don’t like to shoot I just dunk

Jackie chan with the Chris tuck

Don’t gotta rush

**** I do I my own stunts

Reminisce on what I done

Look at the money and then fuck that shit for fun

I coulda died by the gun LIL ****

But now I’m the Littlest kid under the sun

Look at yo mans he a bum

Broke as a crumb

Making yo dumb ass look dumb

I turned my neck to a sponge

Trapped out of the Krusty crab

And you trap out the chum

Can’t even front

Imma be stealing ya money

And imma be stealing your lunch

Can’t even front

Imma be stealing your honeys

And imma be stealing a bunch

Broke as a joke and you not even funny

Young **** a dummy young **** a dunce

Fuck yo favorite rapper

He got money but it ain’t that much

I promise

You might think I don’t but bitch I got it

Bitch I promise

Bitch I’m blowin like im atomic

And my momma taught me never go where people don’t invite you

And when they on yo dick then just remember at one point in time that

(Nobody liked you, nobody liked you

Nobody liked you, nobody liked you)

CHORUS

Roll the drugs up

Gone and spark the blunt and fill ya lungs up

Fore we have a toast let’s fill the cups up

In this bitch and we gone party till the suns up

Alcoholic 8x

Written by: Joshua Johnson

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