Bottoms - Leo Birenberg & Charli XCX

Hey, who's coming with me To kick a hole in the sky? I love the whiskey Let's drink that shit till it's dry So grab a Jim Beam, J.D., whatever you need Have a shot from the bottle, doesn't matter to me 'Nother round, fill 'er up Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up This is what it's all about No one can slow us down We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out (Bottoms up) Hell can't handle all of us So get your bottles up Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out 'Nother round, fill 'er up Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up Bottoms up So grab your best friend And make your way to the bar But keep your distance We're gonna light it on fire We're drinking Black Tooth, 80 proof, straight gasoline Slam as much as you can take and hand the bottle to me 'Nother round, fill 'er up, Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up This is what it's all about No one can slow us down We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out (Bottoms up) Hell can't handle all of us So get your bottles up Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out 'Nother round, fill 'er up Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up Bottoms up This is what it's all about No one can slow us down We ain't gonna stop until they throw us all out Hell can' handle all of us So get your bottles up Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out This is what it's all about No one can slow us down We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out (Bottoms up) Hell can't handle all of us So get your bottles up Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out 'Nother round, fill 'er up Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up 'Nother round, fill 'er up Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up Hey, bottoms up

Walk up inna spot I be dripped head to toe Ya baby momma staring her jaw just hit the floor They aint fucking wit me I got too many flows They woke the demon up I been in killer mode Runnin' up the bag chase the bag add comas Ion rock adidas I been stuck on red bottoms Ion want that hoe she still rockin bell bottoms Ion want that hoe she still rockin bell bottoms Mazi inna mazi gettin mazi from a mami She sucked away my feeling I start movin like a zombie Already got her out her body I jus met her inna lobby Riding for bruddas how ghost did wit tommy Go to war for my bruddas ain't no other way I kno I won't talk about what's comin Imma let my actions show So if u know you know that's the way it gotta go Barely broke surface I got so much more to go I'm the man wit the plan to get the bands in my hand They had ran Imma stand I can't back down Far from where I started won't look back now Snakes in my background fuckin up my image I can't let em get the best of me I'm focused on my mission Require all this work you won't make it off of wishin My time coming soon already kno cause I can feel it When I hit the stage swear to god imma kill it Weed come from cali zip lock vacuum seal it He blocked me off her page sad to say I been killed it Imma need a lot up front yeah I'm talkin millions I wanna end up jus like Hov black wit a billion Manute Bol height gotta stack it to the ceiling Walk up inna spot I be dripped head to toe Ya baby momma staring her jaw just hit the floor They aint fucking wit me I got too many flows They woke the demon up I been in killer mode Runnin' up the bag chase the bag add comas Ion rock adidas I been stuck on red bottoms Ion want that hoe she still rockin bell bottoms Ion want that hoe she still rockin bell bottoms

See, I was in handcuffs No one stood by my side No one to help me prove my charge was a lie Well, some prosecutor screams, "I'm a terrible guy" That I am guilty and I deserve twenty-five to life See, I lost my temper And the cop lost his cool A whole can of pepper spray Man, makin' me look like a fool And he started stompin' As I was gasping for air Already on the ground Man, I don't know That fight don't seem fair But with my pain came rage A light so bright I feel blind So I reach with my hands And a rock is what I do find He stops for a moment I gather my strength Just enough to swing quickly and put the rock right through his face And that's how it happened How he met his fate And how my left eye got burned out by the pepper spray Some called me a monster Things got super intense But I don't think I did nothin' wrong Your honor, I claim self-defense First, they talk to his cop friends And then they talk to his wife They all said the same thing He never hurt nothin' or no one in his whole life They made it seem pretty obvious That I was the one to blame Even my public defender Didn't have all that much to say The jury comes back in I try to look 'em all in the eyes Try to make 'em feel like takin' Another life, it don't make takin' The first one right And I hope that they realize I hope they truly understand Just how sorry I am things got so out of hand

God, that's so classic I'm three percent away from bein' stranded The way I left was way too cinematic The realization hadn't even landed God fuckin' dammit Don't wanna be put back, back in a moment where I'd wanna change my own mind Already got my bags, already cleared the air Do I even need it that bad? And I wanna come back 'Cause I left my, left my, left my charger (But) I don't wanna go back It'll make it, make it, make it, make it harder Should be by the bedside and, if I'm right, on the left side, yeah (But) That'll make it, make it, make it, make it harder One thing linkin' me to you Plugged in, waitin' in your room I left just a piece of me there Text sent, but you left me on read I wish I could tell it straight No games, lookin' at your face I left a piece of my heart there I wish I never cared, yeah Don't wanna be put back, back in a moment where I'd wanna change my own mind, yeah Already got my bags, already cleared the air Do I even need it that bad? No And I wanna come back 'Cause I left my, left my, left my charger I don't wanna go back It'll make it, make it, make it, make it harder Should be by the bedside and, if I'm right, on the left side, yeah (But) That'll make it, make it, make it, make it harder And I wanna come back 'Cause I left my, left my, left my charger I don't wanna go back It'll make it, make it, make it, make it harder Should be by the bedside and, if I'm right, on the left side, yeah But that'll make it, make it, make it, make it harder And if I'm gonna go back Would you make it, make it harder? 'Cause I don't wanna go back To the moment when I left and how it started And I think this was a sign But if you're fine, it don't feel right, yeah 'Cause it'll make it, make it, make it, make it harder

Feel like I'm (brrra) Ay (ooh) Hehe, fucking around, yeah (brrra) Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Ay (what?) Yeah, yeah Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I fucked the game up I drew the game up We do not play bruh In my own lane bruh That bitch is lame bruh You know you is a lame hoe My bitch from over state She gon' come down state What you mean? What you mean? What you mean? Yeah What you mean? What you mean? What you mean? Yeah That's ok, that's ok, that's ok, yeah That's ok, that's ok, that's ok, yeah What you mean? Yeah What you mean? Yeah What you mean? Yeah What you mean? That's ok, that's ok, that's ok, that's ok That's ok, that's ok, that's ok, that's ok What you? Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, pink roses, pink lean Pink Audies, pink beans Pretty foreign, bitch clean And my wrist this breezy Xan up, I'm next You know I'm next Your bitch wanna sex Your bitch want Pink roses, pink lean Pink Audies, they like beans I like bean, I like beans, I like lean (he-hey, oh) Fuck it, yeah Fuck it, yeah Fuck it, yeah Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead Ay, I wake up I throw up I feel like I'm dead

Uh, oh damn Uh, uh, oh damn It's Clean Bandit With Charli XCX and Bhad Bhabie, bitch Had a lover undercover, kept it on the low Said that you meant nothing but my feelings really grew Not that I regret you but I met you, went insane Oh, oh, yeah Didn't need forever but I needed just a call Every night at 3 A.M. I'm banging on your door Crying on the marble where we used to fuck 'til dawn Oh, oh What're you doing to me? Used to be a scene from a movie Now I'm crying tears like a baby Looking in the mirror, I don't know me Oh, yeah yeah Fell in love with a bad, bad dude Playboy style, should've seen right through All my friends, they could see the truth You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah It's so rare for a girl like me Playboy style, got me falling deep Did that dirt and I got receipts You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-a La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-a When you making checks on checks They chase you for that dollar bill (What a bitch) But where the fuck was you When all I had to eat was dollar meals? (Where was you at?) Thought we'd have a run, boy Thought you was the one, boy But as I'm growing older, wiser, I don't want no young boys (Oh no) Too many on me and I don't discriminate (Nope) Might take that bitch on a dinner date (Eat yo pussy) Fashion Nova, new collection (Bitch) Already on me, I don't gotta wait (Oh, you mad) Gotta treat me like a lady (Like a lady) But I'm still a bhad bhabie (Lady) I'm ignoring texts on texts I'm sorry it's Bhabie with XCX Yeah, yeah Fell in love with a bad, bad dude Playboy style, should've seen right through All my friends, they could see the truth You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah It's so rare for a girl like me Playboy style, got me falling deep Did that dirt and I got receipts You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah Yeah, you said no one was home Too bad he's making shapes with the lights on I hope she's what you want, uh Can't believe I let a Playboy play me so damn good Teardrops down the counter from the girls from Hollywood Kiss him better, then you leave him, then you hide the truth Oh, oh, yeah yeah Fell in love with a bad, bad dude Playboy style, should've seen right through All my friends, they could see the truth You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah It's so rare for a girl like me Playboy style, got me falling deep Did that dirt and I got receipts You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-a Uh, uh, oh damn La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-a