Mo’ Liquor Songtext
von Kari Faux feat. Smino

Born in a back alley on a Thursday
So I reach for the tequila when I′m thirsty
You don't like my friends, you think that they dirty
I say I don′t give no fuck and you should worry
I'm not better off than the company I keep
And they know espresso we can get the shots for cheap
You know I take one home if I'm feeling horny
′Cause the only thing I feel these days is being lonely

I chase my liquor with more liquor
When I′m hanging with my niggas
Pacman came through, he delivered
You keep calling, I dismiss ya
I chase my liquor with more liquor
When I'm hanging with my niggas
Pacman came through, he delivered
You keep calling, I dismiss ya


Just ate a pussy potsticker
Girl, you so cold, make that pussy popsicle
Girl, you supposed make that nigga buy liquor
I hope you drove Uber here, don′t gotta whip it

I told her rosé is red and violence ain't new bae
Number liquor stores galore where we stay
Prolly why we grew up with bottled up battle scars
Tequille O′Neal do magic on alcohol

I'm doing alchemy on alcohol, I alkaline the water
Then another shot, I′m Al Capone, shoot it 'til it's gone
I shoot at least until I′m going a hundred miles an hour
Back my home that petrol got me coming on strong like acetone

Okay, I chased ambition, so ambitious
Steppers with me, blessed, no fatigue
Stick my fire, stick my weed
Fronto on my tree, I got forces on my feet
I don′t chase hoes, but


I chase my liquor with more liquor
When I'm hanging with my niggas
Pacman came through, he delivered
You keep calling, I dismiss ya
I chase my liquor with more liquor
When I′m hanging with my niggas
Pacman came through, he delivered
You keep calling, I dismiss ya

I chase my liquor with more liquor
When I'm hanging with my niggas
Pacman came through, he delivered
You keep calling, I dismiss ya
I chase my liquor with more liquor
When I′m hanging with my niggas
Pacman came through, he delivered
You keep calling, I dismiss ya

You wanna act a fool
You wanna show up to my spot
You wanna blow it up
You wanna run your fucking mouth, but I'm not having that
So I′ma hike it then I throw it like a quarterback
'Cause nigga we don't play

I said shoulders, chest, knees, and toes
Don′t be scared girl, get down on the floor
Now drop that shit and roll with it
Drinkin′ hella liquor, so you know we feel it

Just ate a pussy potsticker
Girl, you so cold, make that pussy popsicle
Girl, you supposed make that nigga buy liquor
I hope you drove Uber here, don't gotta whip it
Just ate a pussy potsticker
Girl, you so cold, make that pussy popsicle
Girl, you supposed make that nigga buy liquor
I hope you drove Uber here, don′t gotta whip it