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Talking 'bout bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout models
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout groupie
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout lucid trips
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)
I got a lot of hoes, all up on my
I got a lot of o's, all up on my
And yeah that ass tree
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad chicks you wanna with me?
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
lotta lotta lotta that)

Yeah I get a lot of checks and yeah I a lot of sex
And know I got up next
she knows she got the best
I got her wet she got
I nutted all across her
I don't even flex, I never do respond to texts
And now she went and got
Y'all are just the hottest
You're you are not complex
I'm I am not impressed
on my bullshit again
I am having way too fun
I'm in a section with 7 Kate around me
I swear I can't only one
no rum
I her something to rub on her gum and her face just went numb
going dumb cause I know where I'm from
Bruh, bruh I speak that Bay Area

Talking 'bout whiskey
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout skinny
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout groupie
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout trips
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
I got a lot of hoes, all up on my
I got a lot of o's, all up on my
And that loud ass tree
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad chicks you wanna with me?
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)

Alcohol and weed, really you need
Best believe we got a that
Studio hella purp
I put in hella work now look at where it got us at
you got some new shit coming
Friends are all like "shoot me
Homie when you that?"
I could be the biggest
Rapper working in the business, wait, I thought of that
Just take a at the scores, I put numbers up on the boards
I'm in a section models
And at the bar tryna get at a cluster of fours
When bottle pours I just keep drinking it straight
And get faded and out on floors
Homies like "Bro, my girl, what the fuck are you doing?"
Oops, ain't know was yours!

Talking whiskey bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout skinny
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout trips
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
lotta lotta lotta that)
I got a lot of hoes, all up on my
I got a lot of o's, all up on my
And yeah that loud ass
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad chicks you wanna with me?
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)

Ah, I shitted on you
Probably licking your honey Winnie the Pooh
Knock you on the ground I'm lifting my boot
He get beat like Timbalands as Magoo
These Louboutins, but there's red on my shoe
I let that Ruger fly like a pelican do
This shit light, I'm telling you, dude
When I flow niggas drown on canoes
Better learn your and your decimals too
'Cause you motherfuckers can't mess with my crew
Your bitch on my dick and her boo
They kiss on the dick, I on the boobs
Now I just deciding on R.Kelly'll do
pissed on that bitch, filled her belly with juice
Minute lemonade from my testicle, boo
That's what a nigga get you testing my crew (boo)

Talking whiskey bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking skinny models
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout groupie
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking lucid trips
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)

Man, I gotta bitches
All up on my dick head
"Can I suck you off" is all I'm really to hearing
Call me Mr. Greedy cause I'm not the for sharing
And I'm always seeing doubles so my bitches come in
They tryna fuck me
All my white girls sniffing
They never to notice now they digging me
Reverse Gerald's name cause I get 'em
boy talking out of turn
My brothers leave you in an urn
Yeah, had a lotta sex
And yeah, cut a lot of checks
I'm counting so paper until my fuckin' fingers hurt
Swear I deaded off the beat bring a hearse
Holler at my at my it's 10K for a verse
That's why I'm filling all these empty duffle bags for
(Don't come around my presence with mother's empty purse)

'bout whiskey bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout skinny
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking groupie chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout lucid
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
lotta lotta lotta that)