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Sleepy Nick — 6 Shots
Artist: → Sleepy Nick
Sleepy Nick — 6 Shots — lyrics
{hook}
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Hour after hour this bottle bout to pop
Hour after hour this bottle bout to pop
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
{verse 1}
Man of the hour mix the strong with the sour
Bitches on my phone that’s why it’s never on
Placing bets how fast we can down this liquor
Joining sets also tryna make this shit quicker
Putting on the mets hats to look even sicker
Drinking assets for when all the lights flicker
Oh damn boi i can’t really stand up straight
Scream with a loud chant drinking twice my weight
All these things we plant to drink away our fate
Big ass rant how we gonna party real late
Feels like am winning when am of the vodka
Got me really singing like am in the opera
Got me thinking if we can start some drama
All this drinking ready to fuck up some commas
This time it’s about dumb shit with the bros
All women sorry but my mood fuck these hoes
{hook}
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Hour after hour this bottle bout to pop
Hour after hour this bottle bout to pop
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
{verse 2}
Time to move ya body fucking up the after party
The drive of my vibe kinda like john gotti
Another 20 shots runnin from the fucking cops
Steady drinking not sinking my crew never drops
We up all night and smoke taking flight
Feeling trash fill up the glass keep on the light
Keep it low that am feeling this hoe
Sass and a fat ass let the whistle blow
Roll up hol up she on the poll stuck
Trying my luck wanna fuck she bout to suck
Bout to spill all chill got time to kill
Got me tripping never slipping soon i be dipping
About to call way more brothers to ball
The trip home i stall can’t end it small
Sun going up and we all still stuck
Still flying high and we never gonna die
{hook}
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Hour after hour this bottle bout to pop
Hour after hour this bottle bout to pop
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
Hour after hour this bottle bout to pop
Hour after hour this bottle bout to pop
Six shots in i mix it with the gin
My wallet on broke but my feelings on win
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