Bar Hoppin (feat. Bigga Rankin)

Every room we step in you can from this strut that I walk
And the bad bitch by our side
And the amount of gold bottle that comes to our mother fucking section
Uhh we bar hoppin bar hoppin bottle poppin

Turn up turn up with a bad bitch man she jaw dropping
Gas pumping loud roll up cash coming (cash coming)
And I stay out the way of all these crash dummies
Uh--
We bar hoppin bar hoppin bottle poppin

Turn up turn up with a bad bitch man she jaw dropping
Gas pumping loud roll up cash coming (cash coming)
And I stay out the way of all these crash dummies uh--
Hold up

Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

Hold up
We bout to turn up turn up turn up turn up
Anywhere I been niggas already know I go back
All these niggas after my old bitches
and I still be hitting they know that

Cat fishing bitches like Manti Teo
I'ma hit for free while then other niggas pay her
I don't fuck with niggas if you niggas can't tell
Was was ten and eleven I knew they was turn twelve

I knew they was gone be police
I knew them niggas right there ah turn twelve
Snitching ass niggas type of niggas that can't wait to go and tell
Like bruh so crunk he ain't never turnt down

Fall in every bar on Old Nat and burn it down
Bad bitches with me real niggas gone salute
Got all my real niggas everybody gone shoot
We a community revolution in
progress to tryna get rich in the process to

Living everyday like it's our last
and we stay turnt you should turn up to
Uh-- we bar hoppin bar hoppin bottle poppin turn
up turn up with a bad bitch man she jaw dropping
Gas pumping loud roll up cash coming cash coming
and I stay out the way of all these crash dummies

Uh-- we bar hoppin bar hoppin bottle poppin turn
up turn up with a bad bitch man she jaw dropping
Gas pumping loud roll up cash coming cash coming
and I stay out the way of all these crash dummies uh--

One time for peters street and Peachtree
One time for wet willie hard luck Beale street
On sunset where I watch the sunset with a
bad bitch on Vegas strip I place my first bet
It was ten to four man

They tend to know when I hit the door
watch your hoe she gone smell the dro
Or the Kenneth Cole
We on the floor throwing up the four you already know
And mrs so and so keep my name up out your mouth hoe

Thuggin in the city in a black hellcat
Black chucks black dicky with the black glove hat
Keep it gangsta they get nervous all black
like secret service bout my presidential Rollie
Man we to damn early

Uh-- we bar hoppin bar hoppin bottle poppin turn up
Turn up with a bad bitch man she jaw dropping
Gas pumping loud roll up cash coming (cash coming)
And I stay out the way of all these crash dummies

Uh--
We bar hoppin bar hoppin bottle poppin turn up
Turn up
With a bad bitch man she jaw dropping
Gas pumping loud roll up cash coming (cash coming)

And I stay out the way of all these crash dummies uh--