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opps so it's risky
She brown like a bottle of whiskey
She say that she just wanna lick me
I don't got no type but I'm picky
She say what I like she

will this Red Sea part
Need that ATM from Bubblin by Anderson Paak
Working 9 to 5 for millions you'll still choose art?
Panic attack the world's in so

long my purpose getting hard to see

Pop a bottle, post a photo, convinced I'm pushin P

I need my relationship to finally by at ease 

Stomach I can't

the bottle Don't get us no glass
I was keeping my distance Way before the mask
I never paid a jeweler, Chains like Rick the ruler
You know we don't beef

a girl named Kristin
She fell in love for the woods like Tristan
Okay
Okay
And she used put bottles in my face
All my friends were by my side now some

I'm catchin' the toss
Watch where you walk, cause this shit ain't a cross
Walk in the spot and I'm ready for niggas to play
Cause we got that iron like

(Throw your hands up!)


The game is over. Meet the new Casanova. Like John Edward I make a many men  do cross over. NY, Lc you know they cop this! Va,

are done
We have been talking bout our issue for a long time
No lie, it's time to say bye bye, cross by, no mind
I been thinking lately, what is going

i'm at a cross roads
Up hill battle and the road filled with pot holes
Is it real love shit is it not though ?
I don't know
It's okay
Do they love me

why we do this
Then double back when my views hit 

You float your boat and they sinking your ships with loose lips,
That's why we dot our I'S and cross

lost a lot Pop a bottle, fuckin' models
Yeah, I'm settin' up shop, I, I get it in Yes, I get it in
I done come into this gang, nigga, to make friends

knocked the door off
Now swing me down on Rochelle Park right by that motel

Keep the car running, he think it's sweet, so he licked
Hold that, what is

It was that night back a year ago
I was loosing grip
I Had that bottle I was dinking all by myself
I'm doing anything but anything to really help

little momma Mia ya workin it I see ya
It's a pleasure to meet ya few mo bottles then we up
This night is bout to heat up my mama cita vita
And I don't

It ain't easy being me but they think so
I know my bitch want me to get her that Mink coat
Aye bottles for the bitches over at Winco
I do too much

got patience it's a lot to cross the line
I'm a runner-up these bitches tryna take me out in time
But it's fine I got members to my left and to my right

on the cross
By god
Now you know you've lost
Show them titties to me baby, oh I
Need you for the night
Need you for the lie
Baby tell me lies
Strippers all night

three

When it comes to church well we're some fiends
I'll be redeemed by the L between my teeth
If you don't fuck with space you don't fuck with me
My

vacation
Popped up for a pop up
Atlanta, they adopt us
Black bottles, & hypno-tuck
Get the conversation chopped up
Made memories, lessons taught us
Buried

life, what is it? A dream?
Between letting off steam and
Empty bottles redeemed
Was it hard for you to pull
Me apart by the seams?
Take a deep breath so

drama
Or get a shot straight to yo dome!
See I think you think im playin when I say
i’ll put you on a stove
Crack a bottle open, fuck it, stab it to your

Yeah
Yeah
Grandmama used to drape rosaries over me
Bloodstained the cross lost few close to me
Gladiators the squadron
Rollin' round in Rome
A holy saint

Ain’t no plaques no mix on disk,
Ain’t got no acts don’t got no tricks,
Man to little got get his trix’s,
Pour it in the bottle got get his fix, 
Man

to deal with my feelings when feelings feeling like this
Probably drown in a bottle cause I can't light up
Get lit
Fuck a hoe
Might fuck that hoe but that