Then we'll shoot across the sky So high, so high Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah We're on a symphony I'm feeling drunk and high Then we'll shoot across the Drink from me, drink from me (oh-ah-oh-ah) Oh, angels sent from up above Put your wings on me, wings on me

I got the drink in me goin' back to back They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back Oh man, oh man Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley, you can never check me Back to back for the niggas that didn't get the message Back to back like I'm