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, mmm (Ah) I got a window and an isle, ah (Ah) Living alright, living alright, living alright, yeah Everything right, everything right, everything right, yeah 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 (Ah) I got a window and an isle, ah (Ah) Living alright, living alright, living alright, yeah Everything right, everything right, everything right, yeah 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 (I got the window) and an isle (And an isle) Living alright, living alright, living alright, yeah Everything right, everything right, everything right, yeah