"WHISKEY (RELEASE ME)" lyrics
(feat. Westside Gunn, Damon Albarn)
We been (Baby)
Thinking for some time now (Time now)
Don't need to take no time off (Baby)
'Cause I want you right now (Right about now)
Right now (Right now)
Sing, song
No need to take some time off
Right now
We been
Many more of your LVMH mention
Tipsy, kiss me so wet, they make bridges
I don't, I don't burn no bridges
Tryna hold it in, I don't burn no friendships
Tryna hold it in, I don't burn no bridges (Time off)
Tryna hold it in, I don't burn no friendships
Tryna hold it in, I don't burn no bridges (Now)
How could I resist?
Wanna get high as we can get and that's how we exist (We be)
The deaf don't play like they don't hear the kid, read his lips
How to be a pimp? How to be legit? (Time off)
And live to see this shit, and die with what you pick
It all depends, is she gon' get freaky and share with all her friends? (Oh)
The neighbors gon' sleep peacefully or hear it through the vents
These boys gon' finally give me credit for settin' all these trends (Oh, right now)
If I come correct, she might give me sex 'cause I'm way too grown to flex
Way too, way too grown to stress you, I know how it feels
To break up over text, make-up over sex
Make her holla "Yes, yes, yes," no Tourette's (Uh)
In and out, our love spills (Uh), you can tell we fuck still (Uh)
Tend to get a rush still, but out of respect
What do you expect? We don't work, it's no regrets
And I only wish the best for you, hope you stayin' blessed
Yeah, feelin' like, you ain't feelin' like I'm really that nigga
Kill the hype, just don't kill the mic, I really might kill you
Got me feelin' nice, time to kill the lights
She like it in the dungeon, fam, now, Killer Mike
If I show respect (Ooh, ooh)
She gon' give me threesomes, never four or less (Ooh, ooh)
She gon' make me pre-cum, left it on her chest (Ooh, ooh)
They like where you get this beat from? Left that ho erect
Like you ain't sign no prenup, where you get your ring from?
Jumping in the crowd, throwin' sets durin' sets
I don't even sweat durin' sex, I'm a vet', bitch
Got you buck naked, hickeys on your neck and back
Bring that, bring that back to bed, she like, "How could I resist?"
Wanna get high as we can get and that's how we exist (We be)
They def' don't play like they don't hear the kid, read his lips
How to be a pimp? How to be legit? (Time off)
And live to see this shit, and die with what you pick
It all depends, is she gon' get freaky and share with all her friends? (Oh)
The neighbors gon' sleep peacefully or hear it through the vents
These boys gon' finally give me credit for settin' all these trends (Oh)
It is set out (Brrr, ayo)
In the bay, birds (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Call, "Can't you release me?" (Ayo)
No ice, no chaser (That's right, grr)
No fronto, just paper (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
This feeling for me (Get high)
Whiskey
No ice, no chaser (Brrt)
I can't replace her
This feeling like
Whiskey (Grrr)
No fun, no paper (Doot-doot, grrr)
Nothing can replace her (Ayo, ayo, ayo)
This feeling like (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Whiskey (Skrrt)
No fun, no paper
Nothing can replace her
Boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boom
Thinking for some time now (Time now)
Don't need to take no time off (Baby)
'Cause I want you right now (Right about now)
Right now (Right now)
Sing, song
No need to take some time off
Right now
We been
Many more of your LVMH mention
Tipsy, kiss me so wet, they make bridges
I don't, I don't burn no bridges
Tryna hold it in, I don't burn no friendships
Tryna hold it in, I don't burn no bridges (Time off)
Tryna hold it in, I don't burn no friendships
Tryna hold it in, I don't burn no bridges (Now)
How could I resist?
Wanna get high as we can get and that's how we exist (We be)
The deaf don't play like they don't hear the kid, read his lips
How to be a pimp? How to be legit? (Time off)
And live to see this shit, and die with what you pick
It all depends, is she gon' get freaky and share with all her friends? (Oh)
The neighbors gon' sleep peacefully or hear it through the vents
These boys gon' finally give me credit for settin' all these trends (Oh, right now)
If I come correct, she might give me sex 'cause I'm way too grown to flex
Way too, way too grown to stress you, I know how it feels
To break up over text, make-up over sex
Make her holla "Yes, yes, yes," no Tourette's (Uh)
In and out, our love spills (Uh), you can tell we fuck still (Uh)
Tend to get a rush still, but out of respect
What do you expect? We don't work, it's no regrets
And I only wish the best for you, hope you stayin' blessed
Yeah, feelin' like, you ain't feelin' like I'm really that nigga
Kill the hype, just don't kill the mic, I really might kill you
Got me feelin' nice, time to kill the lights
She like it in the dungeon, fam, now, Killer Mike
If I show respect (Ooh, ooh)
She gon' give me threesomes, never four or less (Ooh, ooh)
She gon' make me pre-cum, left it on her chest (Ooh, ooh)
They like where you get this beat from? Left that ho erect
Like you ain't sign no prenup, where you get your ring from?
Jumping in the crowd, throwin' sets durin' sets
I don't even sweat durin' sex, I'm a vet', bitch
Got you buck naked, hickeys on your neck and back
Bring that, bring that back to bed, she like, "How could I resist?"
Wanna get high as we can get and that's how we exist (We be)
They def' don't play like they don't hear the kid, read his lips
How to be a pimp? How to be legit? (Time off)
And live to see this shit, and die with what you pick
It all depends, is she gon' get freaky and share with all her friends? (Oh)
The neighbors gon' sleep peacefully or hear it through the vents
These boys gon' finally give me credit for settin' all these trends (Oh)
It is set out (Brrr, ayo)
In the bay, birds (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Call, "Can't you release me?" (Ayo)
No ice, no chaser (That's right, grr)
No fronto, just paper (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
This feeling for me (Get high)
Whiskey
No ice, no chaser (Brrt)
I can't replace her
This feeling like
Whiskey (Grrr)
No fun, no paper (Doot-doot, grrr)
Nothing can replace her (Ayo, ayo, ayo)
This feeling like (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Whiskey (Skrrt)
No fun, no paper
Nothing can replace her
Boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boom
