Bottles In Hand

This that knock
Right here though
Barna Barna
And drew on the beat
What the fuck

You niggas tend to bang
What you ride fo
A boss that tend to slang
That's my motto
Drew on the beat sound like
Cardo
I never lived in no bottle
I'm at the crib getting high though
Even my youngest
Know what I do
I don't wanna see them sideshows
I ain't tryna
Fuck those fine hoes
I might let her
Blow my mind though
I knocked plenty
Little bitches from all
Over the globe
Uk to nyc even Mexico
International playa
Been getting it on
I use to drive rover
I could ride through the snow
I use to mix it up like
A DJ a shows
My vibes sitting on
Someone you ain't been before
It's a cold
December flow

A couple bottles in my hand
A couples models want the man
But they ain't fucking with the kid
They ain't did it like this
A couple bottles in my hand
A couple models want the man
But they ain't fucking w the kid
That's bel air
They ain't did it like this

Give me a couple months
Time to turn up
Niggas act turnt
But they really not
They calling niggas god
Is it really that
They must fuck on all fours
Getting hit with strap
I see nigga go to court
And tell on they boys
Come home and act like
They ain't notice the noise
I know niggas that get ugly
Try to put you in dirt
And no point intended
You can tell from my voice
And Emmit when I did it
I could run through the forest
I never been committed
Til lyrics the choice
I never leave you empty
When you needing a voice
I'm copping for a show
And I ain't playing w toys
I've done a bunch of dirt
I can't mention in songs
I keep it true playa
With the vision of gold
I'll Say it again like I said it before
Barna the truth
Keep helping us grow

A couple bottles in my hand
A couples models want the man
But they ain't fucking with the kid
They ain't did it like this
A couple bottles in my hand
A couple models want the man
But they ain't fucking w the kid
That's bel air
They ain't did it like this



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Writer(s): Eli Tillman
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