Tommy P - Bottle O'Jack lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm out drinkin' Jack it's almost one Thinkin' this sh** was already done It sinks right down to the skeleton Another shot thinkin' that I needed none Bought a couple bottles of Jack and Henny Drinking and driving inside a f**ing Bentley Not even legal yet, I'm not even twenty This alcohol just seems so damned friendly [Verse 2] Smokin' some Lucky's, downin' some Jack Turning sh** around like a Patriots quarterback Inside of a white Cadillac Or an Audi painted carbon black The precious thought of her just seems so inverse All other thoughts just got me feeling worse Every single second seems to go immerse Therefore, we seem to go f** and disperse Whiskey shots are like russian roulette After a while, it begins to add up and collect And it made me repress the common regrets But, bad ideas it begins to suggest Like Geo just went down to Georgia searchin' for a soul to steal Went into Atlanta, got f**ed up and took a bunch of hoes as his meal The decisions caused his mind to lose control of the wheel 'Cause he slipped and done f**ed up like it was a banana peel [Verse 3] The bottles only seem to stack in quantity The Lucky's never seem to lack quality Our group is like a back committee Southern vibe, best call Conaty Always ending the project with a deep or romantic melody This time, it's just a southern vibe set for a legacy Oh, that guitar, oh, it sounds so heavenly Like her voice, just helps reach an ecstasy