Liquor

[Intro: SAKITARO]
Man we ain't been recording at all, bro (Taro Shit Bitch)
Then I'm gone with you (Bitch, Bitch)
I told these fuck niggas what the fuck I'm supposed to do, bro (Taro Shit)
And they ain't fucking listen
Haha (Ay)

[Chorus: SAKITARO]
Why don't you fill up my cup with some more liquor?
If you down, lil bitch take me home with you
Got bud at the crib, then I'm going with you
Only met you, but I know there's nothing wrong with you
Got big rocks on my watch, 'cause my stones bigger
Gotta keep the gang separate cause they all hitters
Say you coming anyway then I'm on with you
We already deep but I'm gone call up, get some more niggas

Know me, bitch I ain't ever gonna back down
Pull the gang 'round, know it's us you hear the clap sound
It's a wrap now 30 shots to his back now
Train derailed with your bitch, got her tracks out
Oh he failed with that bitch, get her passed now
Oh he paying for the clip, get him maxed out
Oh he saying where they is, get him cashed out
Niggas always pressing, but they never when the macs out

[Verse 1: SAKITARO]
You wanna play lil bitch? Yeah then go ahead
I got extendo clip, aim it at your forehead
And I'm gone steal your bitch, 'cause she give me more head
If I let this clip off you niggas all dead
I'm gone light a spliff up, a nigga on deck
And I'm gone take your bitch, you need to get her back
You gonna fight a bitch? You need to get in check
'Cause I got more fucking clips than a streamer deck

[Verse 2: DCT The Archi7ec7]
Got more clips than decks to murder best
My shit expensive lately I get it from budapest
Got the blood on me feel like I'm running family crest
I express, she get undressed so what's next?
I stay blessed, keeping my circle tight like a latex
Never the late text, can you face it? (Huh)
Stomach burning, man that liquor complacent
Cheddar churnin' and the bricks I won't lace 'em

Fuck around and find out watch me cook make it cajun
Watch the comp shrink like some raisins
Niggas can't fuck with me all they can do is start hating
But all of that shit way too basic
Nothing stopping me
At the top in chronologically
Hang with the bees from the colony
Everybody wanna go pick from the money tree, probably
I plant the money seed constantly (Yuh)

Niggas really tripping how I haven't made it now
I need make a couple plays and maybe plan it out
Really depending on the case I hope it pan out
Calling this shit a masquerade, you understand now?
Prolly, prolly
Get the cup and let's party, party
Light me up 'till I'm stuck what you know about it
Got me chilling with Saki I'm crossing lobbies
Finna dunk on these niggas like Obi Toppin

[Verse 3: SAKITARO]
We already deep call up gang we winning
If I'm up gang up, same difference
If I empty out this clip then none of yall living
That's tough but lil bitch thats business
If I'm ever outside no bitch I ain't slipping
Always got it on me nigga I'm gripping
Test a nigga like me you gone in a minute
What happened to the lil nigga? He missing

Yeah what happened to the gang? Should've minded they business
Oh they pulling up? Great, know Taro is a menace
Can't be testing your luck bitch gotta be kidding
Pouring purple in my cup, yeah nigga no grimace
Peter griffin in the club, yeah no fat bitches
You in circles and I'm up, yeah nigga that's fitting
You lil bitches in the dust, see the empire we building
Off the liquor way too much, man bitch fuck a kidney

Off the liquor, man I don't know how to act
Should've caught up with your bitch 'cause now I'm blowing her back
Give a fuck about a fit because that fashion shit is wack
Bitch I'll wear it, ion give a fuck and put it on a rack
Yeah your new song ass, know I'm keeping it a stack
You can't hold some cash, bro you can't even get a rack
Your bitch throwing that ass, gonna have to hold her back
Give me a second gotta ash, gonna have to hold the track like

[Interlude: SAKITARO]
Why don't you fill up my-?
Fill up my cup bitch
Taro Shit Bitch

[Chorus: SAKITARO]
Why don't you fill up my cup with some more liquor?
If you down, lil bitch take me home with you
Got bud at the crib, then I'm going with you
Only met you, but I know there's nothing wrong with you
Got big rocks on my watch, 'cause my stones bigger
Gotta keep the gang separate cause they all hitters
Say you coming anyway then I'm on with you
We already deep but I'm gone call up, get some more niggas

Know me, bitch I ain't ever gonna back down
Pull the gang 'round, know it's us you hear the clap sound
It's a wrap now 30 shots to his back now
Train derailed with your bitch, got her tracks out
Oh he failed with that bitch, get her passed now
Oh he paying for the clip, get him maxed out
Oh he saying where they is, get him cashed out
Niggas always pressing, but they never when the macs out