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Talking whiskey bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking skinny models
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout groupie chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout lucid
(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 loud ass tree
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad chicks you smoke with me?
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)

I get a lot of checks and yeah I have a lot of sex
And labels I got up next
Yeah she she got the best
I got her wet she got
I nutted all across her
I don't even gotta flex, I never do to texts
And now she went and got
Y'all are just the mess
You're you are not complex
I'm sorry I am not
on my bullshit again
I am way too much fun
I'm in a with 7 Kate Mosses around me
I swear I can't touch one
no rum
I gave her to rub on her gum and her face just went numb
Still going cause I know where I'm from
Bruh, I speak that Bay Area tongue

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

Alcohol and weed, really anything you
Best we got a lotta that
with hella purp
I just put in work now look at where it got us at
Heard you got some new coming
Friends are all "shoot me something
when you dropping that?"
Maybe I be the biggest
Rapper working in the business, wait, I never of that
take a look at the scores, I put numbers up on the boards
I'm in a with models
And you're at the bar tryna get at a cluster of
When that pours I just keep drinking it straight
And get faded and pass out on
Homies "Bro, that's my girl, what the fuck are you doing?"
Oops, ain't that was yours!

Talking 'bout bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking skinny models
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout groupie chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout trips
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
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 yeah loud ass tree
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad chicks you wanna smoke me?
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)

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

Talking 'bout bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout models
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking groupie chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout trips
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
lotta lotta lotta that)

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

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