This is a song about "Drink"

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

Hop off the bus

I will drink your ashes

By any means, if ya like it or not

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

Next time the silly bitch might put poison in my drink.

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

Drink this , it keeps you flying

And take a sip like its kool-aid drink

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

That's why at a young age i drink,

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think