CONFETTI-BOURBON

[Chorus]
I held it down from the start, I told you I got you and now we paid (I told you I got you and now we paid)
We went from driving shit cars to kickin' it back in the Escalade (kickin' it back in the Escalade)
I don't even know where to start, you capped, now you got me feelin' betrayed (you capped, now you got me feelin' betrayed)
Know I'll get bands tomorrow, but I'm more worried 'bout the bullshit today (but I'm more worried 'bout the bullshit today)
Aye!
We count it up in the Wraith (zoom!)
Count money regardless of sun or the rain (uh-huh)
We stackin' up bands every muhfuckin' day (woah!)
Too much of the money, countin' up is a pain (ouch)
You try and talk shit but you don't got shit (no, no)
So you can't say shit, boy stay in your lane (stay in your lane)
I don't even write no lyrics (no)
This shit came straight off the muhfuckin' brain (muhfuckin' brain)

[Verse]
I've said it before and I'll say it again, yeah, me and my gang stackin' up everyday (yeah!)
You piss me off and you know I'll roll up on you, better believe that I'm uppin' the K (brrrr! baow!)
When I spin yo' block and I hit you with shots, know you hittin' the road, but my name isn't Ray (no)
June 21st, yeah I'm makin' this song, pride month diamonds, so these bitches look gay (ooh)
I drop an album, the label don't even promote it, yuh, it's causin' commotion (it's causin' commotion)
That hoe just hit me like, "I be wet, just like the ocean," know that I'll play her emotions (know that I'll play her emotions)
I got a plan, I got bands, put it in motion, I got that kind of the token (I got that kind of the token)
Butterfingers, so I'm droppin' these pussies and splittin' 'em open like my hands is lotioned (like my hands is lotioned)
Know that I'm clutchin' my Glock, cause he make me nervous (blah!)
Choppa gon' cut him right open like this bitch a surgeon
I ain't gon put your name inside a song, cause my name isn't fuckin' Keith Urban (nah)
I just been sippin' on all kinds of colors, I call that shit Confetti Bourbon (uh-huh)
I make a song and then drop it with zero promotion, that shit make triple your earnings (brrr!)

[Chorus]
I held it down from the start, I told you I got you and now we paid (I told you I got you and now we paid)
We went from driving shit cars to kickin' it back in the Escalade (kickin' it back in the Escalade)
I don't even know where to start, you capped, now you got me feelin' betrayed (you capped, now you got me feelin' betrayed)
Know I'll get bands tomorrow, but I'm more worried 'bout the bullshit today (but I'm more worried 'bout the bullshit today)
Aye!
We count it up in the Wraith (zoom!)
Count money regardless of sun or the rain (uh-huh)
We stackin' up bands every muhfuckin' day (woah!)
Too much of the money, countin' up is a pain (ouch)
You try and talk shit but you don't got shit (no, no)
So you can't say shit, boy stay in your lane (stay in your lane)
I don't even write no lyrics (no)
This shit came straight off the muhfuckin' brain (muhfuckin' brain)
Aye!
We count it up in the Wraith (zoom!)
Count money regardless of sun or the rain (uh-huh)
We stackin' up bands every muhfuckin' day (woah!)
Too much of the money, countin' up is a pain (ouch)
You try and talk shit but you don't got shit (no, no)
So you can't say shit, boy stay in your lane (stay in your lane)
I don't even write no lyrics (no)
This shit came straight off the muhfuckin' brain (muhfuckin' brain)

[Outro]
Fuckin' headset died bruh, fuck