TOP SHELF Lyrics

Top shelf liquor on the counter, pour it up, let it flow, let it up

It's gonna be a great night, talking non-shit, but it's all love, in this moment, in this space

So raise your glasses high, toast to the good life, it's gathering of friends

Sipping whiskey, puffing cigars, in this lifestyle we revel in the lounge, where worries unravel and dreams travel

Smooth bourbon flows, like time itself unwinding, each sip, each puff, in the haze of smoke

Memories reminisce, blanco, riposado, and they all age to perfection

Dead with a medulla, Connecticut, flawless connection

Spirits of smoke, so let's raise our glasses, ignite in the sanctuary of the lounge, where troubles disappear

With each sip, we feel alright, we journey through time and space

You're playing flavors, we mates, blanco, riposado, and they hold treasures in a bottle

Dead with a medulla, Connecticut, symphony for a throb, a top shelf liquor on the counter

Pour it up, let it flow, let it up

Yeah, we spark it up, it's gonna be a great night, talking non-shit

So let's toast to the nights we'll remember, the ones that define