Keg Party - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Coors light

It keeps my six pack tight

When it gets too late at night, I don’t fight

I never really try to fight

But all my pillows are too hard

And my sheets are straight up scarred

It tasted lots like water when I puked in your backyard

When I puked in your backyard

And so I chuck fuck sick suck die

Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die

Will I make it out alive?

But there are several dicks drawn onto my back

And both my tits look like two crying faces

My body never cuts me any slack

And so I chuck fuck sick suck die

Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die

And now there's brothers on the corner saying that I sucked them off

But my throat’s the shallow kind

Baby boy you know that I would just gag and cough

But I doubt you’d really mind

And now I can breathe underwater

'Cause I don’t know how to drown

My boat is made of platinum gold

Your cubic zirconium got crushed on the ground