Bottles

[Hook]
Bottle's on me
Bottle's on me, long as Imma drink it

[Verse 1]
The bottle's on me, long as Imma drink it
We bring the party to the club, got our own bank with
The raid show when my boof is out the fucking roof
And I'm still shining like a diamond tooth
Used to rock them hoes in old way
Me and my niggas never been fake
I guess this my first song with Drake
But he don't know he on it, my mistake
I fuck with cake, fuck with bread
If you ain't bout that, to me you dead
I ain't worried bout you, worried bout you
Cause we ain't never heard about you, heard about you

[Hook]
Bottle's on me
Bottle's on me, long as Imma drink it

[Verse 2]
Ace of Spades by the case
Patrón shots to my motherfucking face
Pineapple Ciroc got hoes gone
Them gangster bitches like that brown, that's that strong
Plenty of Hennessy, D'Ussé, we don't play
Send a couple bottles to the DJ
Everyday I'm on my grind gettin' it
While y'all boys out there bullshittin' with it
Party bus 40 deep
39 bitches and it's me
I know they mad, I know they mad
Bitch, we still acting bad
Bring my motherfucking bottle

[Hook]
Bottle's on me
Bottle's on me, long as Imma drink it

[Verse 3]
I just wanna get fucked up
I just wanna get fucked up
I just wanna get fucked up
And fuck one of you bad bitches that's south in my section
So fucked up I ain't reached for protection
[?] naked and I bust in
Told her she so bad, "baby, let's have twins"
Cause she a twin, two bad bitches
I try to stay away from you sad bitches
Are you mad, bitches, talking this and talking that?
Give me my money from my motherfucking bottles back

[Hook]
Bottle's on me
Bottle's on me, long as Imma drink it