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come perform like old times?
(Old times?)
"Not sure how well we'll do at the door
But I got a section and a bottle waiting fa ya
Get at me as soon as you

the stage
Trying to drown all my demons
With bottles to the face
Demons cant swim
But they wanna come and play
Girl back home
Waiting for me
I'm riding
She

Fuck around eat a lobster (Ew)
Fuck around cash a check (Ya)
Fuck around pop a bottle (Ya)
Fuck around with yo ex (Aye)
Working hard for the money

the night
Put you a jet YEAH
Sippin on moscato
My feelings in a cup YEAH
Imma pour my heart out
I thought you was a genie
Cause ya body like a bottle
Saw you

and girl I still will
Yellow and black on the coupe nicknamed it kill bill, uh
She think I'm funny just like Jonah Hill
I think she funny no wife she know

See we were turning up on a Friday night
Bottle of absinthe had us feeling right
Popping gummies like they're tic-tacs
Door dash some taco bell let

She's trying to call me
Every time that I'm on it
I'm going full throttle
I'm popping a bottle again
Gone shit we're going in yeah
I think she want

skill, my will, my harmonies
No pills or bills, just honesty
Combine it all in a prophecy
To make four projects in four years
Disregard all of your fears

me she proud of me
And i can' not do no wrong
I just might fuck to my song
And my money so strong
She caught the wave she floatinggg
Pass me a bottle

Some measure life with dollar bills, some measure life with books of knowledge
I once found a bottle with a bunch of pills that made me think

lil crib
Make sure them bills paid
I'ma do what I gotta do
To make sure she livin' straight
Slides in a Chevy
We slid in a Nissan
They seein' D'lo
They

Feel the force
Kick them all
Ga ba sena fokol
Sippin that bottle
Thola blackout
In the morning ba nshapa ka re-call
Zothi wa vaya, eish wa menaiza
Ga

the clear view
I wanna see how her rear view
I'm throwing these dollars
I'm paying them bills so her man at home can say cheers to
I know you'll still stuck

the fast lane gunnin'
We ain't worried bout nothin
As long as the paper coming, and all these bottles is popping
Ugh T
Hey be steady faking and thinking they

cause I keep making bops
And he gone lick it lick it like a baby bottle pop
When I buss it he lick it and suck it
And when it shoot that nigga keep

live this way
Gave my all up to this music never cared bout what this shit take
Ma put food up on that table but to do it working 6 days
Bills due she

on the gas, and I'm clutchin'
Ice on my neck, it be floodin'
Pouring up wok no 'tussin
Rolled offa bottle and a blunt I be puffin'
(Puffin' and passin')
I'm

these bitches rich
We the ones keep the lights on in this bitch
I just left the trap thumbing keep them bottles coming
He wanna kick it with the team but

niggas
And he said he got a drum that's a snare lil nigga
Trying to get B's i don't need no honey
Nap town nigga got boocoo money
Genie in a bottle wish

Daddy lied
And momma was so blind
Thigh high boots on a record sleeve
White dust and a bottle of aleve
Percoset
Workin' that body till it dies
Is

Smoking on packs on packs
I don't got time to relax
I don't got no time to chill
All my brothers got my back
Popping bottles no pill
Making moves what's

Are you insane like me?
Been in pain like me?
Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?
Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like

of the dealing with priors
I'm pulling my teeth with the pliers
I'm sick of the real
Sick of the mill
Sick of my bills
Sick of my bitch
Sick of my build
Sick of my

notice
Ife anya fuu chuba the kpaa
Obulo one bottle we buy the bar
Imana fa ana kpi ka
Onye ji cannabis ana ese cigar
mba
Light it blunt pass
Begin dey