[Intro]

Now listen

This is just a fun song

Don't aspire to this

Don't accomplish this

If you can't handle your shit, that's not my fault

If you're not legally able to drink, then don't

Just don't be a dumbass

That's all I'm asking

Thanks

[Verse 1]

(Look)

I'm not here to get tipsy (You thought)

Buddy's throwin' ass like Frisbee (Throw it here)

Stealin' all these looks, call me Trixie (I'm so popular)

Got your bitch rockin' hips like gypsy (Swing, swing)

Shirts off from the Smirnoff

Don't tap out, that's a turn-off (Ew)

But thanks, cuz there's more for the rest

Take another cold sip

Now you feel refreshed

I've been ready for the shots, bro

Why you sippin' slow?

Lightweights down on the ground like potholes

It's about time, let's get knocked on our asses

Fetch those 1.5 oz glasses (Shots, shots, shots!)

Fill a shot right now

Clink it, tap, raise up, pour down

Let's do another, how 'bout minute three?

Now dance it off (Shake)

Get wild (go crazy!)

[Chorus]

Dancing by myself in this packed house

Couldn't give a damn if you don't dig these moves

Fuck a conversation, I'm just here to let loose

I ain't looking for a man, for tonight, you'll do (Doo doo doo)

I don't need a dance floor

I don't need a club

I round up my mates, some games, red cups

And we kill this shit

Damn right we do

Drinking way too much like we're back in high school

Dancing by myself in this packed house

Couldn't give a damn if you don't dig these moves

Fuck a conversation, I'm just here to let loose

I ain't looking for a man, for tonight, you'll do

I don't need a dance floor

I don't need a club

I round up my mates, some games, red cups

And we kill this shit

Damn right we do

Drinking way too much like we're back in high school

[Verse 2]

"Parriba... Pabajo..."

Whatever the fuck

I just pour it in my cup and tip it up (Throw it back)

Where that pool table at?

How bout a re-rack?

I'll match for every time you sink a ball in the hole (Go)

Svedka sound like smegma (Gross!)

Hands in the air for a toast (Throw em up)

Yo, bless up these bombass people

We're the best, bitch your crew's not equal

Feeling bubbly from the fizz

We don't know what sleep is

When the sun's up, we dip

Like the Cullens in this bitch

Lips red from the cran

Throats warm from the rum

Getting giddy off the wine

Steakburger for the dine

Feeling salty? Fetch a lime

All these men be looking fine

Make a pass, I don't mind

Knees bent when I grind

Let's meet up another time

I can't leave my crew behind

Trynna show you what you'll miss

Shit, I think my friends dipped?!

[Chorus 2]

Dancing on some dude in this packed house

Couldn't give a damn if y'all think it's uncouth

The way I bump and grind, you would think that I'm loose

But I'm feeling hella fine, liquid courage off this booze

I don't need a dance floor, I don't need a club

When I shake it like a cyclone, he be keeping up

Getting lusty in this bitch, he loves what I do

And we bout to get sprung, putting a show on in this room

Dancing on some dude in this packed house

Couldn't give a damn if y'all think it's uncouth

The way I bump and grind, you would think that I'm loose

But I'm feeling hella fine, liquid courage off this booze

I don't need a dance floor, I don't need a club

When I shake it like a cyclone, he be keeping up

Getting lusty in this bitch, he loves what I do

And we bout to get sprung, putting a show on in this room

[Verse 3]

Haha, just kidding

I don't need a dickin'

I meet up with my friends

Now we're back to straight sippin'

Drowning in the water

Gotta pace it with the liquor

And we're rocking scarlet eyes when the camera lights flicker (Click)

Save it, but don't post it

Don't want fam to see toasted

When we're finished we can slumber at whoever's place is closest

Party on a budget

Once we're lit, you can't unplug it

We're mixing margaritas while we sing to Jimmy Buffett

Feel like we're on an island when the party starts unwinding

We can fit another round

Fill it up and choke it down

Hot like lightning struck the ground

Makeup running like we're clowns

We'll keep amping up the sound 'til the neighbors shut us down

Then we take a look around

Damn, this house is such a mess

Got too litty off the liqqy

Now the host's a fuckin' wreck

We can't cause an upset

All you bitches is pests

Plus we wanna be invited to whatever they plan next

[Chorus 3]

Dancing on some tables in this trashed house

Crowd is mostly gone

No one new is coming through

Our stash is getting bigger cuz you left all your booze

Handled my shit well

I'll give props where they're due (Doo doo doo)

I can't see the damn floor

Trynna clean this up

But I'm barely effective

Guess this bitch is feeling slumped

There's a couple in the bed and I don't wanna interrupt

But the host is getting antsy

Told their asses hurry up

Dancing on some tables in this trashed house

Crowd is mostly gone

No one new is coming through

Our stash is getting bigger cuz you left all your booze

Handled my shit well

I'll give props where they're due

I can't see the damn floor

Trynna clean this up

But I'm barely effective

Guess this bitch is feeling slumped

There's a couple in the bed and I don't wanna interrupt

But the host is getting antsy

Told their asses hurry up (Get out of here)

[Outro]

It ain't my fault if you're too lit

Only drink if it's legal

I'll include this little bit so it could be less lethal

It's up to you to be responsible

You don't have to swallow

Why you drinking out the nozzle

Pulling straight out the bottle?

Someone's passed out

So let's prop 'em on their side

If they're lying on their back, they could vomit, choke, and die

We're calling for a ride cuz nobody's gonna drive

Responsibly fucked up cuz we don't want our stomachs pumped

(Don't sue me)