Lyrics:
get the car it's inside it
Let's put in ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches
get the car it's inside it
Let's put in ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches
on
This ain't a movie, this is your favorite song (press it)
Press play ay
Gucci Prada Louis bags
Couple Birkins throw in sum cash
Now that's a bag
Maybe
anticipate shock
I used to think that clocks moved slower on a Sunday
Now I'm putting in work on a pay day
No surrender, there's never no Mayday
'Cause I'm
his ass sleeping I ain't talking hollow
Call me dez honcho da otto I'm hitting the lotto
Please call me sir or you get rocked with a bottle
My homie he
or a bottle of Jack
Daniel's but to me religion
Is a deeply personal thing in which man and
God go it alone together
Without the witch doctor in
The middle
(addressin')
I got bottles in my section (section)
I got more that's comin', bring another one, I keep 'em guessin' (guessin')
Your homies ain't your homies
minute it might be gone, so
Tell me that you're in it, tell me what you want
It's the last call
Watch the liquor fall
Press me to your lips like a bottle
vinyl tiles
Check' board Vans with rider style
One cigarette and the devilish smile
Kori Mafi retro Atari
Spin it
Like a bottle truth or dare
Spin it
Your
Eagle's giving haters no love
Wanna find me, I'll be roaming the lot fuck the club
[Hook]
You can catch me in the lot, trunk on pop
Fuck a bottle with
Blige
I never look back
I always arrive
We could live in the moment, forget that we high
Still I could never rewind
I can’t press rewind for you
(On my,
it on that floor
Yeah, a water bottle
If you hurt me, I'll press a charge
Extra large like a Pokemon card
Put this bottle right in your face
Drink it
Crack that smile and shake those hips
Press that bottle to your lips
You've got that whole town up in fits
'Cause your loose lips be sinking ships
I never
,
Bring a bucket, and a mop, for that water bottle
Cuz you spilled it on the floor, a frickin' water bottle
If you hurt me I'll press a charge
With a water
[Automated voice & Baby])
[AV] "Press 'one' to accept."
[Baby] I'm in a messed up situation
[AV] "Press 'one' to accept."
[Baby] I'm in a fucked up location
even fill my body tip my bottle up, bottle up, bottle up
Clock tickin' like my times up
I guarantee we die before we find love
Run away from all my
into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club
Bottle full of bub' look, mami
I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into
bottles for him, lift your Rollies up
And never speak his name in vain if you gon' blow it up
I press ignore and I ain't answer, I think death was callin'
I cut my social life
Working all night
Been in this bitch sometime
You know I gotta do it right yeah
I gotta do it right
Sometimes you got me
a mess
Leave it in the rut
Causing too much pain
Hopping on a plane
I don't want to stay
So I run away
Need a new escape
This ain't working out
Think I
think is the way that I move
We in sync
We in tune
We got drinks we got
Bottles after Bottles
Conversation changes when there's
Bottles after Bottles
Dynamite, oh, dynamite, oh
You and me are meant to be
Dynamite, oh, dynamite, oh
So take me in your arms, baby
Dynamite, oh, dynamite, oh
Light
your life when I get inside
Girl what you drinkin'?
Gon' let sink in
Here for the weekend, thinkin' we can
See what we can be if we press fast
a bottle and chill
Bank rolls weed hos
Drink in the tank, press play go
Close your eyes and get lit, hold up
Work hard make goals
Find the flex and then
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