Crown Royal Lyrics - Next To Nothing - Rittz

See what's goin' on in this mothafucker 

Bitch pass me that mothafuckin blunt mothafuckin' trippin' 

God damn lighter, let me see what's goin' on. What's happenin' 

Check it out we takin' shots, posted up 

Drinkin' that Crown we toastin' cups 

Bitches looking at us like they so in love, they about to go uncut, no one's frustrated we faded we celebrating life cause we made it we hella faded and we smokin' bud 

The party doesn't end until we sober up 

Tell ya ladies lay up naked on the sofa drunk 

Better come on in, get inside 

Slicc brought the pills Rowdy Beezal brought the white 

When I mix em' it's a feeling that I can't describe 

But I guess I'll give my best a try 

Barely shit can get to heavy to carry so every now and then my body needs a opposite of exercise 

So I pull the plastic wrapper off the cap of my 

Crown Royal bottle somewhere in Gwinnett you'll find, me 

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Chillin' 

I'm high 

I'm feelin' 

Sublime 

No killin' 

My vibe 

If you drinkin' raise your glasses high 

Cause we ain't trippin' on the past or the afterlife 

Cause right now we sippin' on that Crown Royal 

Drunk when I threw up, they already know what's in my cup, they know I'm sippin' on that Crown Royal 

This ain't no champagne, they already know what's in my drank 

I pull that crown up outta that purple bag 

Crown up outta that purple bag 

Crown up outta that purple bag 

That purple bag 

They know I'm sippin' on that Crown Royal 

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We been turned up all day long, long day off 

We going to drink until the alcohol is gone 

Neighbors sayin' that they gonna call the law 

I ain't trippin' on that blahzayy blah 

Playin' music loud as fuck and the house is a cloud of smoke 

These hoes be showing titties like they been in Mardis Gras 

Her song came on I guess that's when her bra came off 

We going to party all night like we got insomnia 

Red cups in hand, some got spilled, I'm on tilt my eyes on slant 

Lightweight drinkers they don't stand a chance 

They about to make a crash landing, trying to keep up with me Going shot for shot is not the move 

My tolerance is through the roof I'm like a champion 

Shot king when I hang out bring a bottle of some Crown Royal 

Bout' to go so ham oh man"! 

Nothin' better than a bottle you just bought off the shelf 

And you see the logo with the golden crown that sits on the pillow 

You run your finger nail across the sticker right in the middle 

And take the bottle out the bag and save that baby for later 

Maybe to put your weed inside it hide ya drug or your paper 

You may go mix it with some soda or you shootin' it straight up 

With the reserve or the black or maple original flavor 

You know that shit is my favorite, no other whiskey is player 

Like that Crown 

They know I'm sippin' on that 

They know I'm sippin' on that 

They know I'm sippin' on that