White Liquor

She feeling on me
This party is full of Bacardi
I'm stunting I pull up a foreign
I got a bitch that look just like a Lauren
The glock on the femur
I let it pop on the block got the beamer
I got ciroc on the rocks now I'm leaning
I'm pulling off on the cops like a demon
They say they out on the block I don't see em
I make it hot the block gon heat em
Promise I got it locked don't need em
Why is they sending shots no reason
Why does the ceiling drop no keys
Why I just spin the lot no breeze
Why this expensive watch on freeze
I keep a money mop on me

I keep a model with Louboutins in the wraith
I'm taking food off your dinner plate
You killing my mood yea this room got to ventilate
I got the juice like some Minute Maid
I got the boom yea this room yea it better shake
Picking it up make it levitate
I'm moving heavy you moving the featherweight
I'm coming back cause I been away

She feeling on me
This party is full of Bacardi
I'm stunting I pull up a foreign
I got a bitch that look just like a Lauren
The glock on the femur
I let it pop on the block got the beamer
I got ciroc on the rocks now I'm leaning
I'm pulling off on the cops like a demon
They say they out on the block I don't see em
I make it hot the block gon heat em
Promise I got it locked don't need em
Why is they sending shots no reason
Why does the ceiling drop no keys
Why I just spin the lot no breeze
Why this expensive watch on freeze
I keep a money mop on me

Youngin be talking they feeling em
I bring the deal to the label ain't taking no minimum
I walk in the outfit is cinnamon
Smoking the grass like the green that they giving em
I got the bag me and cash like a synonym
Hop out the cab with them rags we got send em in
Demons they all on my back I won't them em in
I just went balling and got me a letterman
She call me Peter
That mean I switch my demeanor
32 Ounces the liter
And I keep the 32 shots in the squeezer
I'm cold like the freezer
Canada goose yea I'm colder than Bieber
Give me a boost now I'm holding a fever
Imma just kick it and call it a Fifa
Imma just rip it and start up a beef
I might just flip it and call up the beast
Gotta be quicker I'm moving strategic
I'm going hard like the dog off the leash
I'm going far so I'm harder to reach
Right to the top make it harder to breathe
I got a bop going hard on her knees
I'm pulling up in that car with b's

She feeling on me
This party is full of Bacardi
I'm stunting I pull up a foreign
I got a bitch that look just like a Lauren
The glock on the femur
I let it pop on the block got the beamer
I got ciroc on the rocks now I'm leaning
I'm pulling off on the cops like a demon
They say they out on the block I don't see em
I make it hot the block gon heat em
Promise I got it locked don't need em
Why is they sending shots no reason
Why does the ceiling drop no keys
Why I just spin the lot no breeze
Why this expensive watch on freeze
I keep a money mop on me



Credits
Writer(s): Darien Thompson
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