Often Spaced - Pregame Lyrics

This the pregame jam, slam dunk with it
Taste, spread, ask a bad chick out to lunch with it
I'm so ill, I grow ya interest like a bad loan
That was way over ur head, so I'm mad flown
With the rad flow, and the brocc top, hotter than a croc pot
If she say she comin I cannot stop
Finger that, last cup in pong
And I'm hittin it
Finger lickin good, I ain't kidding, kids...I

Play my song and I'm two stepping
Pour me up first, to the top, then you second
In a few seconds, I'm a buy the next round
Then we taking shots, drinking like we're true legends
This the pregame

Cozy up with a cold one, and a hot ten
Common sense my only currency, and you cannot spend
Try but you cheesy doe, you a toilet wine
And so most girls are gonna choose me, Pinot Grigio
She love vodka, she love henny, and uh she love jack,But she loves jäger
She loves rum, she loves gin, and she loves wine so ima see her later

Play my song and I'm two stepping
Pour me up first, to the top, then you second
In a few seconds, I'm a buy the next round
Then we taking shots, drinking like we're true legends
This the pregame