Before 'Views' Drops, Here Are All 49 of the Drinks Drake Has Rapped About Drinking
Take a shot for me. And for Drake. And for all the women in his songs.
If you try to find every instance that Drake references a particular drink in song, you will end up feeling very hungover. As it stands, this writer’s eyes are currently bloodshot as hell, and this list isn’t even exhaustive; for the purposes of not dying or wanting to kill Drake, this post only covers tracks from his full EPs and albums, with exceptions for Views from the 6 teasers. This post does not cover his feature verses or 2006’s Room For Improvement. We’re starting with Comeback Season (2007) and ending with the songs released between If You’re Reading This It’s Too Late and Views. We included non-alcoholic beverages, because why not? If we missed something, it is because we got too faded. You can take that up with Drizzy.
To start off, I’d like to make some brief observations. First, Drake talked a lot more about specific Drinks at the beginning of his career. On IYRTITL, he only makes two specific references two specific drinks in his verses. Second, Drake talks about drinking in general a fucking lot, but, he doesn’t reference as many particular beverages as I thought he would. Third, Drake loves shots. Fourth, Drake does talk about lean a lot, and I don’t totally buy it from him, but whatever. Artistic license is tight.
Finally, here are some noteworthy Drake drinks, by the numbers: two double-pump lattes, five mentions of wine, nine mentions of champagne, four mentions of water, six mentions of specific or critical-to-the-song-theme shots, five mentions of Patron, one mention of whiskey, four mentions of Sprite, two Coronas, a lot of rosé, and four mentions of Hennessy. We’ve included some non-specific mentions of bottles and shots, because they are fun.
Again, this only includes a few of his albums and singles, so no, this isn’t exactly an exhaustive list of Drake Drinks. But still, it’s a lot. Take a shot for me. Or get a plastic bag and pick up all the cash. I wrote all night, I deserve it.
‘The Presentation’
These other rappers lukewarm like red wine
I am talkin “cold champagne at the club” money
“Closer”
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured quickly
“Comeback Season”
And drink Dom
They always ask me “Is that a rose?”
You mean Rosé?
“Where to Now”
But uh, tell me you surfin’ let me know you on board
You can’t seal up the bottle once all of the Dom’s poured
“Give Ya”
Do me a favor tell me what’s happenin’
I am drinkin’ XO D is sippin’ some Appleton
Usually the things I desire I always apprehend
“Must Hate Money”
It started out a boy like Hugh Grant
Now I’m a young man doin things you can’t
*But you can’t call me Champagne Charlie
Bingo, money ain’t a thing ho*/That prometh with that sprite and jolly rancher so flamingo/I ain’t speaking in code real niggas they know the lingo
“Faded”
D-d-d-d-damn what did I consume
Something spinnin’ fast either me or it’s the room
I bet you it’s the room, cause I don’t do no drugs
Or maybe it’s that ‘tron cause I sure do have a buzz
“Teach U A Lesson”
Me and you so crucial baby
And that champagne so fuchsia baby
You hear that professional tone?
Half of that’s ice and the rest is Patron
“Houstatlantavegas”
Carry you inside, get you some water and undress you
I give you my all and the next morning you’ll forget who
“November 18th”
I say my name is Drizzy and ain’t nobody realer
Cup inside a cup, smoking Ghostface Killah
“Ignant Shit Freestyle”
Bring me champagne flutes, Rose and some shots over/I think better when I’m not sober
“Best I Ever Head”
And who told you to put them jeans on?Double cup love, you the one I lean on
“Uptown”
Have you countin’ money, goin’ duffle bag crazy
Sippin’ on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady
“The Calm”
Please leave me alone
Drunk off champagne
Screamin’ in the phone
“Karaoke”
You put the tea in the kettle and light it
Put your hand on the metal and feel it
But do you even feel it anymore?
I’m always up too late, I worry ‘bout you there alone
In that place you call your home, warm nights and cold Patron
“The Resistance”
I avoided the coke game and went with Sprite instead
Uh-huh, that’s word to the millions that they putting up
“Show Me A Good Time”
Cash Money, Young Money, pop champagne
Presidential suite, girl: Barack Hussein
“Light Up”
I’ve been up for four days, getting money both ways
Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold Spades
“Miss Me”
World Series attitude, champagne bottle life
Nothing ever changes so tonight is like tomorrow night
Yeah, I’m in the city of the purple Sprite
Someone tell Maliah I’m on fire, she should work tonight
Call the King of Diamonds and tell Chyna it’d be worth the flight
“Thank Me Now”
Living out a dream it feels like I stayed upAnd we just want to party, Patron straight up
But do I ever come up in discussion
Over double pump lattes and low fat muffins?
Do I? Or is missing what we had out of the question?
Poolside drinking, Margarita rounds
Shout out to my city though I hardly be in town
“HYFR”
I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture
Even though it’s fucked up, girl I’m still fucking with ya
“The Ride”
And you do dinners at French Laundry in Napa Valley
Scallops and glasses of Dolce, that shit’s right up your alley
My young niggas popping M’s and sipping dirty jones
Problem children that all be repping October’s Own
“The Motto”
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I’m fucking with her, I don’t really need her
“Over My Dead Body”
Red wine over Fed time
And shout out to the niggas that’s doing dead time
“Shot For Me”
Take a shot for me
Whoa, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
[repeat that one million times]
“Marvin’s Room”
Cups of the Rosé, bitches in my old phone
I should call one and go home, I’ve been in this club too long
*Uh, cups of the XO, all my people been here
I see all of her friends here guess she don’t have the time to kick it no more*
Sprite in that mixture, I’ve been talking crazy, girl
I’m lucky that you picked up, lucky that you stayed on
I need someone to put this weight on
“Under Ground Kings”
Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water
Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape
“Lord Knows” (this one isn’t specific, just hilarious)
Very, very scary, like shit you see in the movies
In this bitch all drinks on the house like Snoopy
“Cameras”
You just know what you get told girl I see behind the scene
She spilled whiskey on her shirt, she gonna have to get it cleaned
“Tuscan Leather”
I sip the Pora and listen to Cappadonna
The fresh prince, just had dinner with Tatyana, no lie
“Own It”
A few bottles on the table, a few waters
It ain’t a secret, baby, everybody saw us
“From Time”
Just me and my old man getting back to basics
We’ve been talking ‘bout the future and time that we wasted
When he put that bottle down, girl that nigga’s amazing
Well, fuck it, we had a couple Coronas
“305 to my City”
Got a link on the champagne, your best friend is bar-tending
Your parents saying this another phase in your life
They can’t wait until it’s all finished
“Pound Cake”
After hours of Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin’ women and vino
“No Tellin’”
Suitcase, I been livin’ out a suitcase
Still drinkin’ Henny, if it’s done, I’ll take the D’usse
“10 Bands”
I was payin’ mama’s rent when was I turning 17
Soda dirty like Diana never clean
“Right Hand”
Cause now it’s back to business
Any more Henny and you’re past the limit
“One Dance”
That’s why I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time ‘fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
“Hotline Bling”
Cause ever since I left the city, you
Started wearing less and goin’ out more
Glasses of champagne out on the dance floor
Hangin’ with some girls I’ve never seen before
“Back to Back”
You gon’ make me step out of my fuckin’ frame
You gon’ make me buy bottles for Charlamagne
