Lyrics:
With a bottle wavin' in your hand
You got just enough money for some nothin' to go
It ain't exactly what you planned
So lonesome that you can't even
I'm so high I'm scared to go to sleep
Sometimes I'm lower than the company I keep
Ain't held down a job since 1984
I get by holding up convenience
Touched Down" but my flight got cancelled
With a bottle in my hand, it's pretty much gone
Take a slow sip, tryna pretend that I'm on
With these 'sace
Met Wiley at one six
Household name in the game now
And I ain't ever touched one brick
So DJ's press play
Bottles up
It's toast time
The Roley's
to miss
Keep on drinking the wine Drink up til it's gone
Another bottle is fine You're not the only one
Pick up da bottle
Go full throttle
Do my best
When I'm depressed
Look what's left
Not feeling whole
Just to make it
Nigga sell they soul
Tell me da
Dubai
Chi niggas stand up, plastic cups
Girls with the drastic butts, that ask for bucks
It don't stop here
Bottles of Veuve pop here
And we gonna get
keys but it aint dope, it's pianos
All you folks turn to vandals
While you boastin' your scandals
Keep it up, get ya knees broke by Sopranos
Every time I
I need to let go
But someone pulling on my strings
Like geppetto
I'm in a race where they giving no medals
I'm by mysel headed to another level
I'm
books what's he taking from you?
And worried peeps go on about it
Say a lot of changes better come
A pocket full of change is emptied by
A little
the club juss swervin'
Hit the hit the parking lot by the club juss swervin'
Sat it on dem big 6's couldn't play games with dem 20's
That wet paint is
Inhibitions are all gone like
Flying by the seat of my pants
Chasing lightning with a broken bottle
I'll probably never catch it
But let's go baby open up that
empowers when the bottle's running dry
Go to sleep and try to dream worth a damn
How far have I made it just to stare into my empty hands?
Vague view
I`m driving down an old and dusty road
No angles by my side
Engines roaring, sun is shining down
another bottle to drown
YEAH
Choirs singing anthems
the need to let it go
You told me that your feeling strange
The demonic thoughts won't go away
You tried and tried and nothings changed
Your mind is gone
on time
Then take it up with Amazon Prime
Hey Bezos!
The porch pirates are comin' by
Ya nanana yohoho
Ya nanana yohoho with a bottle of
Ya nanana yohoho
Ya
make one mistake and it's the Pearly Gates for them eight-five crates a' USDA-approved cluckers. You wanna hit second?"
[Chorus]
Wolf Creek Pass, way up
[Chorus: x2]
You say you want it
You say you need it
Just come by on Saturday
To all my cowgirls around the world
Put your hands up and start
the strap up
Please tell me that you strapped up nigga
We could kill that bitch if you want to
I'm cool, I strapped up, played by the rules, damn
While I'm
to some public part
Did the one-eyed otter ova
Beat up by a Highland heart
Mary had this little piggy
Bottle fed it on the side
Loved it like a real
me a bottle of that
It's hella ass, some with glitter and exotic tats
You know my stats, superfly, MAC
I'm in the back getting worked by this girl
yo bitch, feed her to the team
Bottles in the cooler, Models be from Aruba
Got medulla out in Cuba
Niggas think it's a rumor
Til I pull up in
I suggest you Jams On It
I'm not a role model I cracks the Beck's bottle
Smoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models
So inhale, exhale, what you
I'm sending my killers to the store for Patron and Danish
My nigga, my nigga, I would go get it myself, but I'm famous
And I ain't never changing,
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