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Talking whiskey bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout skinny models
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout groupie
(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 that loud ass tree
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad chicks you wanna 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 her chest
I don't even gotta flex, I never do respond to
And now she went and got
Y'all are just the mess
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 touch one
no rum
I gave her something to rub on her gum and her just went numb
Still going cause I know where I'm from
Bruh, bruh I speak that Bay Area

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

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

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

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

Talking 'bout whiskey
(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 that
lotta lotta lotta that)

Man, I lotta bitches
All up on my dick head
"Can I suck you off" is all I'm really used to
me Mr. Greedy cause I'm not the type for sharing
And I'm always seeing so my bitches come in pairs
They tryna with me
All my white girls Britney
never used to notice now they digging me
Reverse Gerald's name I get 'em Eazy-G
Fuck boy out of turn
My brothers leave you in an urn
Yeah, I've had a sex
And yeah, I've cut a lot of
I'm counting so much paper my fuckin' fingers hurt
Swear I off the beat somebody bring a hearse
Holler at my at my manager 10K for a verse
That's why I'm filling all empty duffle bags for features
(Don't come my presence with your mother's empty purse)

Talking 'bout 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
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout lucid trips
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)