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