Bottega Bratz

[Intro: Sprite Lee]
I got a red dot on my head (I got a red dot on my head)
They tryna see me dead (They tryna see me dead)
Wyatt, get to it

[Chorus]
I can never be sober
I got [?] at the border
Feel like Rocky Balboa, I Sylvester Stallone her
Beat it up til the morning, who you got in your corner?
Might Texas hold ‘em, pop two and now I’m rollin’
That nigga mad he can’t afford her
That pussy come with a price tag
I dropped it down with Chanel bags
Balencia, Bottega, call my bro we gonna [?]
Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe
Somebody call me a medic, I popped another one already

[Verse 1]
I got niggas talkin’ down on me from my own city, that’s crazy
I don’t even post on the Gram that much
'cause the niggas they hatin’
I can’t even go to the store without looking over my shoulder
All these snakes, I’m King Cobra
I’m really fuckin’ these bitches you see on your phone, bruh
I think that’s why they mad at me (run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up)
She wanna bust it open for a rip
That bitch leaking like [?], I put on purple denim
I be with some freak hoes, she need some Feni at Fashinova
I’m twisting her weave in the back of the Rover
She takin’ that dick, baby girl you a soldier

[Bridge]
Hit from the back til I doze off, her friends gotta take a roll call
Got palm trees in the backyard [?]
I never see my opps in the hills, go tell me how that really feel (go tell me how that really feel, go tell me how that really feel)

[Chorus]
I can never be sober
I got [?] at the border
Feel like Rocky Balboa, I Sylvester Stallone her
Beat it up til the morning, who you got in your corner?
Might Texas hold ‘em, pop two and now I’m rollin’
That nigga mad he can’t afford her
That pussy come with a price tag
I dropped it down with Chanel bags
Balencia, Bottega, call my bro we gonna [?]
Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe
Somebody call me a medic, I popped another one already

[Verse 2]
I pop another one, she pop another one [whoa]
I call her bubble gum, yeah she just gone chew it up [?]
Yeah, I’m at the 305, like fifty shades at the fuckin’ sky
I don’t know her name, but I know her size
Might have to call up Kai
Baby, don’t lie to me
I put in too much work, I can't fuck up the money
One thing I hate the most is when a bitch nigga call me “Buddy”
I’m in the back of my cup, yeah it’s muddy
I feel like Dexter, there’s an awful lot [?]

[Bridge]
Ayy, I cannot be your Hubba Bubba
I’m only here like twice a summer
I just might never recover, these angels, demons undercover
I got a target on my back, all of these red dots
I’ll make your bed rock, I’ll make your head rock

[Chorus]
I can never be sober
I got [?] at the border
Feel like Rocky Balboa, I Sylvester Stallone her
Beat it up til the morning, who you got in your corner?
Might Texas hold ‘em, pop two and now I’m rollin’
That nigga mad he can’t afford her
That pussy come with a price tag
I dropped it down with Chanel bags
Balencia, Bottega, call my bro we gonna [?]
Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe, Ain’t no one safe
Somebody call me a medic, I popped another one already

[Outro]
I popped another one already