Cheap Beer Lyrics

von FIDLAR

Me and my friends in a hundred dollar volvo
Busting down the street while cruising Alverado
Getting fucked up on the 101
Shooting our guns and having fun

Forty beers later and a line of speed
Eight ball blow and a half a pound of weed
Heading down the tracks to Mexico
Fucked on beer and staying gold

I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you

As I was saying all that shit like that Vietnam shit
Beer's always better with a bag around it
Dan's in the back puking on my seat
But he was drinking cheap beer so it's ok by me

Supposed to be in Santa Monica by 8 A.M.
Fuck the Clock and drink red again
Twenty three years I've been drinking cheap beer
61 more but from a liquor store
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you