Jarren Benton - f** That sh** They Drinkin' lyrics

[Intro: Jarren Benton] Ladies and gentleman, thank you guys for bein' here tonight You're now rockin' with the f**in' best And I wanna talk about these s**er a** n***as, in my city They just copy off whatever other n***a do He drinks this, you drink it He wears this, you wear it b**hes! [Verse 1: Jarren Benton] Hello young America, f** wit' us, I bury ya Dig you up, and drop yo' a** off in another area Your b**h stop and stare at us Haters, they don't care for us I'm so f**in' fly, you stand by me, you'll get Malaria Jesus, these rappers actin' like b**hes Lezdinadardi the land of the ripe peaches Let's play operation, this blade will cut 'em to pieces Sew him back together, my God, he looks so ridiculous! Uh, you can kiss my Chuck Taylor's b**h Run on stage and snatch the mic from your a**, Taylor Swift! Still rep Decatur b**h, like I am the mayor b**h Bet I'm 'bout to blow, I told you I'm on the F. Cator sh**! Who's the next competitor? Okay, I'm a predator I be up in Ecuador gettin' skulls like skeletor Wake up next to horses head, and hoes I've never met before If I say I'm a k**er, I don't mean it, it's a metaphor! Yeah, yeah, let's go! [Hook: Jarren Benton] Party like a white boy, fall out at the bar We don't sip no Rosé, give me one more PBR I say, f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on! Hangar One and Henny, all I need, just give plenty I'm so slizzard off that Billy Dee, Ginger Ale, and Remy, man f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on! [Verse 2: Tom P.] When I start the party, (yeah) I don't just drink a beer (What) I drink about fifty just to get a little buzz Till; I'm sick and till the think ain't clear Kick start, hoppin' on top of the tables Hollerin', but he can't walk in a stable. (Woah) Six shots plus a little bit of weed Got my head spinnin' just like a Hanukkah dreidel Tom, he been hot, hot since the cradle An appetite, for what Maddie likes Yo, what the f** you drinkin' on? Quick, kids, sip this, it's half the price You drinkin' that with a swagger, right? I'm drinkin' this to get f**ed up! Still Reserves to k** my nerves Plus a motherf**in' liquor full of hunch punch! (Yeah) Jarren Benton don't care for sippin' On that Red Fad, that there expensive sh** we drinkin' on We're more concerned with where the women at, and there you sittin' Sippin' on some Rosé, thinkin' that girl gon' care and she isn't I already f**ed up girl off of PBR Push, I swear I didn't! (Haha) Gangstas all about where you livin' You grew up on that patron silver I grew up in Decatur b**h! Don't get down, not f**in' feelin' that G do sh** fallin' down in the bar 'Fore we cruise to Decatur for some fast food Party like a white boy for so long And the truth is I used to be a black dude! Ha ha, Tom P! [Hook: Jarren Benton] Party like a white boy, fall out at the bar We don't sip no Rosé, give me one more PBR I say, f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on! Hangar One and Henny, all I need, just give plenty I'm so slizzard off that Billy Dee, Ginger Ale, and Remy, man f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on! [Verse 3: Jarren Benton] f** that sh** they drinkin' on What the hell they thinkin', holme? I'm so freakin' smashed, swear to God I don't think that I'll make it home Cross me and I'll break your bone Rappers, they Fillet Mignon Walk around this b**h just like my dick was freakin' eight feet long Yo, hey when I make it, they gon' fear the day I drop I swear to God when that they come that T.I. could top me off top 187 on the undercover cop, this hip-hop, no, n***a, not pop Beat down blocks, when the aterway drop Six feet deep, sleep in a pine box f** Cristal, ?? Shots I'm so high when I out on my pot Till I die, n***a no won't stop Till I rot, b**h, I'm 'gon rock Basket case, pa** the blade, maskin' tape Bash his face, crash this place, and smash his day Rah, I'm on that Mr. Miyagi sh** Blood full of buzz eye, trees, ready to party, b**h! Uh, and we ain't sippin' on no Rosé One load of grain and we 'gon k** it with that OJ Uh, get it? [Hook: Jarren Benton] Party like a white boy, fall out at the bar We don't sip no Rosé, give me one more PBR I say, f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on! Hangar One and Henny, all I need, just give plenty I'm so slizzard off that Billy Dee, Ginger Ale, and Remy, man f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on! [Outro: Jarren Benton] Drinkin' on, drinkin' on f** that sh** they drinkin' on, drinkin' on