This is a song about "Tequila patron"

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Sometimes it feels like patron is my priority

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Smoother than patron taste, my mind is in its own place

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Just like tila tequila you're confused;

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Purp and patron can seal the deal

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

And i’ma need some more patron i don’t want no chaser

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her