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

Yeah I get a lot of checks and I have a lot of sex
And labels 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 gotta flex, I do respond to texts
And now she and got obsessed
Y'all are the hottest mess
You're simple you are not
I'm I am not impressed
Back on my bullshit
I am having way too fun
I'm in a section with 7 Kate around me
I I can't only touch one
no rum
I gave her something to rub on her gum and her face went numb
Still going dumb I know where I'm from
Bruh, bruh I that Bay Area tongue

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

Alcohol and weed, really you need
Best believe we got a lotta
with hella purp
I just put in hella now look at where it got us at
Heard you got new shit coming
Friends are all "shoot me something
Homie when you that?"
Maybe I be the biggest
Rapper working in the business, wait, I never of that
Just take a 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 of fours
When that 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 that was yours!

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

Ah, I shitted on you
Probably licking your like Winnie the Pooh
Knock you on the ground then I'm my boot
He get like Timbalands head as Magoo
These ain't Louboutins, but there's red on my
'Cause I let that Ruger fly a pelican do
rapper shit light, I'm telling you, dude
When I flow niggas drown on jell-o
learn your algebra and your decimals too
'Cause you square motherfuckers can't with my crew
bitch on my dick 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 that bitch, her belly with juice
Minute Maid lemonade my testicle, boo
what a nigga get when you testing my crew (boo)

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

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