Coors light
It keeps my six pack tight
When it gets too late at night, I don’t fight
I don’t ever really 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
Chuck fuck sick suck die, 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 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
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die

And now there’s brothers on the corner saying 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


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