Quaid Pearce - Whiskey On The Rocks Lyrics

Sipping whiskey on the rocks grew up parents selling rocks
I'm still living like a boss got this women on my nob
Cause she know I keep it hot every time I spit the plot
Understand earnt what I got put in work just like a job
Beats so filthy like a slob I ain't even got a op
No one even in my spot I roll flash but ain't a cop
Fuck a Coppa fucking dog fuck a pig a fucking hog
Fuck a government job I be doing what I want
I aint answer to no one I aint like it tell em blow one
All I do is get my own son everybody need to know son
I stay hot just like the ozone

Every time I spit the flow Son
Everybody seems to know Son
Hotter than any you know son
Tell em just keep their lips closed son

Every time I spit the flow Son
Everybody seems to know Son
Hotter than any you know son
Tell em just keep their lips closed son

Do whatever this shit costs chase my dreams I never stop
I stay high without the pot cook these beats up in the pot
5 stars when I write bars 10 outta 10 I don't like par
She drop to her knees with that tight ass
Blowing like women who like darts
Sipping on me like a flight flask
I take what I want man I might ask
I'm light an dark like zebra
She take off Ze bra, see bra
Used to roll that good like the tar
Program beats with g tar
This in my genes like g star
If they want smoke got reefer
I ain't living in hate throw peace up

Every time I spit the flow Son
Everybody seems to know Son
Hotter than any you know Son
Tell em just keep their lips closed Son

Every time I spit the flow Son
Everybody seems to know Son
Hotter than any you know Son
Tell em just keep their lips closed Son

I ain't fucking with no beef
Hate don't determine my speech
The sky is the limit the skys what I'll reach
They down for a minute they down for a week
I'm down my whole life I'm down till I
Aye
I got to admit it I'm close within reach
Not every lesson I learnt you can teach
Loss is the answer to winning I think
I stood at the brink, had to rethink
Every decision I made through the week
Cause I was living with the pain on my sleeves
My suicidal tendencies put to ease
I took it upon myself to stop an breathe
Cause I was more stressed than a old pair a jeans
Deep in depression an needed relief aye

Every time I spit the flow Son
Everybody seems to know Son
Hotter than any you know Son
Tell em just keep their lips closed Son

Every time I spit the flow Son
Everybody seems to know Son
Hotter than any you know Son
Tell em just keep their lips closed Son