This is a song about "Tequila patron"

But you never come when you period is five days

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

Purp and patron can seal the deal

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Just like tila tequila you're confused;

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Fuck a 40 i find my peace at the end of a tequila liter

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

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

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all