[Chorus]

I think that I'm givin' up on givin' fucks

Mistakes I never live 'em down so I live it up

I tell my niggas slow it down when they in a rush

And pour some lemonade and brown liquor in my cup

Yeah, I think that I'm givin' up on bein' right

'Cause ain't nobody knowin' where they gon' be tonight

I tell my niggas hold me down when I'm in a rut

And pour some lemonade and brown liquor in my cup

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

Champagne for the pain

I been playin' and workin'

Drinkin' straight got me leanin'

Ain't got the nerve to be nervous

Life handed me lemons

I squeeze mine in some bourbon

Hoppin' in and out of Suburbans

I'm in my bag like a Birkin

Streamin' got a nigga gettin' money

Everybody want somethin' different from me

Labels want the boy to ink a deal

If I make a song, it's like I'm printin' money

On my Jason Bourne, got niggas lookin' for me

Tell 'em stack the pages if they bookin' for me

Don't think about it, on my Rick and Morty

I ain't drownin' get some liquor for me

People told me slow my roll, I'm screamin' out "fuck that"

Niggas sayin' that they ride or die

'Til you ride around with that buss pass

I put Stndrd over everything'

I put money under mustache

Could give a fuck about the answer, but if you must ask

[Chorus]

I think that I'm givin' up on givin' fucks

Mistakes I never live 'em down so I live it up

I tell my niggas slow it down when they in a rush

And pour some lemonade and brown liquor in my cup

Yeah, I think that I'm givin' up on bein' right

'Cause ain't nobody knowin' where they gon' be tonight

I tell my niggas hold me down when I'm in a rut

And pour some lemonade and brown liquor in my cup

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]

Just a sip, lil sip, I ain't into fakin' it

Gotta make a choice, you either give a fuck or take a risk

I been with whatever, bet that I'ma make the most of that

I could smell the bread comin', I'ma need a toast for that

Float from coast to coast, La Cosa Nostra

I'm like Nostradamus

Lyin' to my lady, love me the most, but to these hoes I'm honest

Guess I lost my method in my madness, I'm supposed to find it

They fell off the ladder of success, and I'm supposed to climb it

People told me slow my roll, I'm screamin' out "fuck that"

Everybody wanna [?], takin' shots up at the bar 'til they bust back

I put family over everything

I put money under mustache

Could give a fuck about the answer, but if you must ask

[Chorus]

I think that I'm givin' up on givin' fucks

Mistakes I never live 'em down so I live it up

I tell my niggas slow it down when they in a rush

And pour some lemonade and brown liquor in my cup

Yeah, I think that I'm givin' up on bein' right

'Cause ain't nobody knowin' where they gon' be tonight

I tell my niggas hold me down when I'm in a rut

And pour some lemonade and brown liquor in my cup

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Bridge]

Red cups, red cups in the air now

Less fucks, less fucks, we don't care now

All out, heads up and we down that

Ball out, fall down and we bounce back

[Chorus]

I think that I'm givin' up on givin' fucks

Mistakes I never live 'em down so I live it up

I tell my niggas slow it down when they in a rush

And pour some lemonade and brown liquor in my cup

Yeah, I think that I'm givin' up on bein' right

'Cause ain't nobody knowin' where they gon' be tonight

I tell my niggas hold me down when I'm in a rut

And pour some lemonade and brown liquor in my cup

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah