Lyrics:
shit I'm dealing with
Can't accept that it's over
I still love her like she came with it
I still love her like she came with it
My money up my bottles
inside
It was a five minute chat in a bar
Sunsets drivin in your car
A bottle of wine just sittin on the beach
And the day that you asked me to be yours
Is
celebrity healings and Instagram models and all
Well, all of my niggas is dogs, fightin' over who fuckin' 'em all
Aw, man, let 'em loose, bottles
doodle (brr)
You feelin' breathy
Chasin' me down like a bottle of Yoo-hoo
But I'm a star, I'm like a space student
Boy, check the clock up in the bird,
to be no gangstas,
The hood got us all with anger hood got us all in pain.
Niggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle,
Another kidney gettin' weak,
(Without you)
Without Mama, huh (Without Mama)
Gave me my bottle (Protected me)
Made sure I swallowed (Raised me)
Raised me and that bottle, huh
Me, TQ,
party)
We can gamble (We can gamble)
We can drink (Drink)
Out the bottle (Out the bottle)
We can smoke (Smoke)
We can pop it (Pop it)
You can double
to blow
It's a young millionaire on bullshit (on bullshit)
Slime of the month, full clip (full clip)
Two bottles and a bag of the best (of the best)
If
and drink out the bottle and mop off the molly, yeah
I'll admit I had my fair share of balloons at the party, yeah
My carry-on is gon' carry a blunt
through withdrawal but I got nothin' to lose
[Chorus]
Oh no (Hey!)
She's at the bottom of that bottle (Hey! Hey!)
She's only one more swallow (Hey!)
to be no gangstas,
The hood got us all with anger hood got us all in pain.
Niggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle,
Another kidney gettin' weak,
You already know when we step in the spot man
You know what it is
These bitches and these bottles gon do one thing
My whole squad stay turnt up
get to vapours, can you roll a seven
Order more bottles with extra rose, went six-eleven
Lil' momma crazy, order six shots of that Grey Goose
Tryna
6 o clock in the mornin'. heh.
Get outta bed,
Take a swig off that bottle of vodka I tried to finish off this mornin' man.
I was pissed
Show me love
Show me light
You're everything that I wanna see
Show me love
Show me love
Tonight
Crack a bottle roll it up show me light
It's on,
poppin' bottles, nigga, the G way
Black handles, black ice, we'll get it right
For a cheap price, nigga that cutter'll get your mind right
M O be
a damn
Bullets soaked in oil, so the Tec can't jam
Sippin' on Caribbean rum, coconut juice
Smokin' on that chocolate stick, open up two bottles
Of that
cocaina
Cocaina
She like tequila, she drink it from the bottle
She's such a nice girl, I think I won the lotto
She really like me, but she, she love
(Marijuana) better not touch these bottles
(These bottles)
In the club, stuntin' like a ballplayer
(Ballplayer)
He a fuck boy, not a player (Not a player)
Never
tryna turn up
Bottles on bottles, I don't even drink
But I stay dripping like taps on the sink
Came with the army, we strapped with the mink
Came with
I ain't givin' niggas no passes
I ain't givin' niggas none
(I ain't givin' niggas none)
I ain't givin' niggas one
Used to carry bottles to the store
a swisher
Fuck off my liver, it shivers and quivers
I'm popping pain pills like
I'm popping the trigger
The Hitler of the $uicide cult that follows
Bottles I
glaze
Every midnight outside the same u-save
I been up 40 hours on God I can’t sleep
Bottle popping house hoping ain't seen
My bed in a week
Dad out
The perfect crime
Honey, with the world so tragic
We owe it to ourselves to shine a light
Light it up and pass the bottle round
'Cause when the mornin' comes
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