Bro,
Back on that bottle, yeah
I'm not alone, yeah
Blanco, beside, oh
Yeah, look, tryna ease my mind
Yeah, tryna free my mind
Yeah, gotta threesome with these demons
And I need some time, yeah
I go easy up,
they go easy down
When you get to the mix,
you might gotta kick you out
Yeah, can't figure this out
She make me numb,
but she make me smile She make me talk more,
but she make me loud
And she know I'm introvert,
she know I hear the crowd
Here we go,
yeah,
back again Got enough to go around,
so tell all your
friends Soon as the club over,
put them all in bands
Well,
I remember this tomorrow,
well,
it all depends
Yeah,
drowning in sorrow,
yeah Back on that bottle,
yeah I'm not alone,
yeah Blanco,
beside,
oh Yeah,
drowning in sorrow Back on that bottle,
yeah I'm not alone,
yeah Blanco, beside,
oh
I woke up at like four in the morning
Went to bed at four in the morning
In the club for an hour or something I was up for like 48 hours
From the Capitol back to my island Land over and back to Rodeo
Making sure that my circle is tight So nobody I know got an angle
Got me drinking whatever this is Light up round,
cause I gotta be gold
In my beautiful house,
no friends Near my wedding,
my casamigos
And my mama don't even say hi She say,
why are you single?
I say,
mommy,
I'm sorry,
I'm trying But nobody gonna love me like she do
And nobody gonna love me like she do And nobody be loving like we do
And I'd rather be drunk than dumb than try and be...
I already said that, I already said that
Yeah, man, that's probably my ego, yeah
Drowning in sorrow,
yeah Back on that bottle,
yeah
I'm not alone, yeah Blanco, beside, oh
Drowning in sorrow,
yeah Back on that bottle,
yeah
I'm not alone,
yeah Blanco, beside,
oh