Last Drink Lyrics – A Boogie wit da Hoodie

Read the full Last Drink lyrics by A Boogie wit da Hoodie along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie’s music, you can also explore Main Character Energy and Rider, two other songs by A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie.

[Intro]
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink

[Verse 1]
Why you keep blowing my phone up askin’ me questions you don’t want the answers to?
I know you had somebody else back when we were still fu*king can’t even be mad at you
I know that you thinking this all, cause you left me I’m fu*ked and been pouring these bottles up
I’d rather be sad and be single than being with you cause it ain’t like you gave a fu*k
Now its no love for a thug, was in the cut like a bacteria

On my way to the bank I be cracking up
All these n!ggas they faces be serious
Keep my circle real tight like a Cheerio’
By the way I already made Honey nut
I just fu*ked up a check but I’m still up
Yeah I hate you to death but I still fu*k, damn

[Chorus]
Won’t give you my last name, keep these b!tches away from me
Said I be back for you, you say you will wait for me
How can I forget her, take away the memories
Bartender, bartender bring another drink for me

[Post-Chorus]
(Down to my last drink)
Now I’m down on my last drink
Down on my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Now I’m down on my last drink, down on my last drink
(Down to my last drink)
Now I’m down on my last drink, I’m down on my last drink

[Verse 2]

I’m back in my zone now, the streets is your home now
I took you to Sei Less, you could not put your phone down
Who you picking up for, that you turning your phone down?
I could do way better off alone I guess that’s why I’m on my own now, look

[Chorus]
Won’t give you my last name keep, them b!tches away from me
And n!ggas be copying your flows, you n!ggas be tracing me
Half of the fly s*it I get it come from Italy
Bronx n!gga turned to the flyest of the century
Used to hop on the 4 train, now I’m pushing foreign things
40 on me all day I ball like LeBron James
If I couldn’t afford things would you even be lit with me?
Bartender, bartender, bring another drink for me
Now I’m down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Now I’m down to my last drink, down to my last drink
Now I’m down to my last drink, I’m down to my last drink

[Outro]
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink (Down to my)
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink
Down on my last drink, down on my last drink
Down on my last drink, down on my-