(feat. Ben Dunn)

This song goes out to all my real brothers in DTD. You know the band, you know who i'm fucking talking about

Drunk till death yeah the name rings bells when you hear it
All your favourite bands in it
We been round for a minute
Brotherhood, Crew, whatever you wanna call it
Just a bunch of drunk fucks but we be about our bidnit
4204 on my face, I do that for my brothers
Drinkin' gin in the gutter scheming how to make some butter
Then we bring home the bread, got them bitches givin' head
Drunk till death in this bitch shit we run this motherfucker

If you got love for us let me hear it
DTD!
If you hold it down for us let me see it
DTD!

If you catch us at the bar
Line them fuckin' shots up
Then we to the next spot
DTD step in the club they like
Oh oh
Drunk till death love us or hate us we don't give a fuck
You can hate all you want but the party won't stop till we fuckin' say so
Yo we hear to get fucked
Run a muck, chat some bitches up drop a couple bucks
DTD on my hand, I do that for my fam
Cause I'm proud of every single mother fucker in my clan
One for all, all for one
Yeah you know we all in way past last call
Till the bitter fuckin' end