Lyrics:
Don't want the beef if it ain't rare enough
Police scared of us
Propaganda and hysteria
What's in the dairy truck
Crops and produce sprayed in fairy
Then you'll be something greater
Jellyfish I just got a wish
Put me in a bottle I'm genie like this don't miss
Message in the bottle out to sea
Floatin
Party all over you tryna come meet me,
I’m up in the hills over looking the city,
been poppin some bottles we copped em for free,
All apart
gun in my pocket
I stumbled 'round the block
I didn't have a clock
But the police report said it was
Somewhere after 1 a.m.
I walked into a stranger's
quick to amaze
I'm looking forward to tours in these plains
Seeing the cork poppin' off bottles of champagne
Dear lord taking your name in vain
All these
uh, Joyner)
Tell all of my bitches I got a new girl, wait
And tell the police that
I'm robbing the bank
And I want all my money in 100s
Bitch, I'm tired
your civil
Oh god your civil
But if your Irwin, all you wanna do is win (oh my oh my)
Oh my, Oh my...
Im not gon follow, I'll sip Moscato
By the bottle
Ooh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we travel to this
[Ludacris]
Oh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we
People in hell, they want rainfall, your bitch just want these digits
I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my ass a visit
We put both iPhones
mom needs a house on the beach
My best friend Nate got caught by police
They got him downtown, locked up, Rice Street
What the fuck we gonna do
Always keep in mind, you fall in love a thousand times
Regardless what we went through, I'm still right here by your side
Artificial homies, worse than
the luck of the draw and the old spinning wheel,
Like a message in a bottle,
Like a message in a bottle.
Watching the sky, with tears in my eyes,
niggas switch up
Police moving hot told bro put the blick up
Nigga pass by hot flip the switch up
You acting different 'round yo friends hoe you done
Collecting platinum plaques
And fucking up some checks (Spend it all)
Another weekend night
It’s gonna be bottle after bottle (Gimme)
Whole squad in it
Bedding
Infinite (ha)
Telling you my mind is infinite
Pass me a bottle
A nonstop convo I talk to my conscious to balance my ignorance
Not in my feelings I’m
the message
You will get way farther than
The person who is guessin'
Really love people
That's my first suggestion
Really take a look at yourself in the mirror
walkin' by
Just got a bottle of wine..
I was just walkin' by
and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled
(And that was it.) I don't know?
Baby will you ride wit me to the east side
Pour a cup and roll a blunt so we can get high
Lose you problems in the moment we gone get by
Said we gone
Under the dirt
It's like Biggie message on his
Tshirt
Police is the future KKK
Too much pain will make
A AK spray
And my people losing patience
Man
City
and finish you
Done made a couple hundred thousand by 22
And Imma stack it to the ceiling
From the bottom of the building
I keep bottles for my bitches
Feed
sorrow?
Pain in a bottle with desire
Look up to Rallo, I wanna own the hood I put on
Put on like cologne, I wanna show you you don't need a loan (don't
everything it gave me
I'm not trying to be the best out
Got a message in my music that I need to get out
If you hear me and you see me and you know what I'm
with those who's have nothing still live in fear
Break the chain, break the chain
Been distracted by the glamor but don't question why we even here
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