Out the Bottle

I-I-I-I’m doing what I wanna
I-I-I-I’m drinking out the bottle
I don’t give a fuck
Uh-uh-uh-uh
She don’t give a fuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sippin’ on rosé on this flight
I got a window and an isle, ah
Living alright, living alright, living alright
Everything right, everything right, everything right

Look at me now, primadonna (yeah, yeah)
Off the runway like a model, mm, yeah
I’m I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T (cha-ching)
Bought myself a one way from New York to Paris, yeah
Ooh, ooh, I didn’t even flinch
Ooh, ‘cause, bitch, I’m getting rich

I-I-I-I’m doing what I wanna
I-I-I-I’m drinking out the bottle
I don’t give a fuck
Uh-uh-uh-uh
She don’t give a fuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sippin’ on rosé on this flight, mmm
I got a window and an isle, ah
Living alright, living alright, living alright
Everything right, everything right, everything right

Oh baby, don’t you judge me
You know I’ll feel it in the morning
Oh yah, yah
Bring it down low, I’m in two time zones
I shoulda sipped this slow
Now my mind’s on airplane mode, oh
Ooh, ooh, I didn’t even flinch
Ooh, I don’t give a fuck when I’m

Mile high
I ran my card up time flies
Through these bloodshot red eyes
I think I’ve had enough

I-I-I-I’m doing what I wanna
I-I-I stop drinking out the bottle
Start to give a fuck
I start to give a fuck
I start to
(Welcome to Paris)

Oh, I’m sippin’ on rosé
On this flight (on this flight)
I got the window
And an isle (and an isle)
Living alright, living alright, living alright
Everything right, everything right, everything right