Lyrics:
Smoke you like a wood if you really wanna start shit
Up with my boys out the mud like some farming
Down the whole bottle just downed the whole cartridge
a nave's babe we could pop some bottles like a cartridge
Am ma keep it lit, girl, box of matches Damn a think your friend hey, she wanna eat ma sausage
Hey,
She grabs a razor blade a hand full of pills A bottle of wine
He puts the cartridge in the chamber and holds the barrel to his chin
They lie in bed
the cartridge in and hit start
Going hardware like we're armor clad
The kind of fun where you don't tell your mom or dad
But if the shoe don't fit, better watch
but i know it's all false
I'm gonna blow it just like a cartridge I know it
So for the moment I'll get this weight off my chest
Everything I am, feels
and you know they looking flawless
I don’t do this often
If I hit a nigga I make sure he in the coffin
Headshot only need one bullet in the cartridge
Red
the cartridge
Red dot this is not a threat it’s a mutha fucking promise
Aye look they don’t wanna me flex
Standing in my section and I’m running up a check
Uh, she want, want the woooooooo skrt skrt skrt
She want the, chocó boy
Bottle girls got the dom p coming glowing by the bottle boy
Cashy make that
Money too long need a yardstick yeah
Got some hoes tryna get in the apartment yeah
Touch my niggas we gon' empty out a cartridge yeah
Homie's in
some higher ceilings
Bet on if you lose, we play again, so then you follow me
No to the apologies
I'm on top of the castle like a sick man off the bottle
bricks, niggaz is with that
yo, fedrados rock my man, yo
300 thousand dollars in a bottle, bitch mad as hollow
my techinique, roller in
po' it up, where yo' cup?)
Brown bottles in my system, hoes all at my door
Heard it was going down, and they just wanna go
Dirty all in my grill, Three
the one that's on it, people that talk to me often are gawking
Upon learning who it is that brought us cartridges worth of demure data, did dat darn
ya boat
A hunnid bottles pop, toast to the GOAT
Like the weed man I'm known for the smoke
Shake both of the coasts
My grind up, I stay close
swore to die for bloodline more heartless than my father brought (nigga)
Load the cartridges with hollow point hard ones
When Rogue dawgs call it's
an eagle on your head
They gon' lay eggs and fled
Hope I don't wake up tomorrow with regret ( with regret)
I woke up with a bottle in my bed (ooh)
Fuck
bags I gotta go
I want less and she want more
You want smoke ok then
Turn on my location
Said to come alone
My dogs in aviation
Drinking by the bottle
that beretta
Pull it out when shit getting wet as ever
My umbrella
The clip unloaded
My shit look bloated
From kicking hollows
I tap the bottle
Than
at the governor ball
I'm baggin' eight balls
Yeah get you whacked it only cost a band
Twenty shots
Every bullet in that cartridge land
My shooter been buggin'
he got slept tryna change his cartridge
Caught my nephew with some work, I guess he caught himself trapping with it
I said, "Just know
cards (up dem thangs)
Yeah right now (up dem thangs)
Your car keys (up dem thangs)
The accesories (up dem thangs)
Cristal bottles (up dem thangs)
bottles I'm poppin, it's uncontrollable ballin
Straight from the projects, I'm still cased up with charges
It only takes me three seconds to straight
bricks, niggaz is with that
yo, fedrados rock my man, yo
300 thousand dollars in a bottle, bitch mad as hollow
my techinique, roller in
proper play for blue strips
Del Lago throwing back bottles you see the crew lit
We out here like born God jigga bitch who you with
Picking suckers off like
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