Sip It

[Intro]
(Bloublood, y'know what I'm sayin'?)
Yeah, woah, woah

[Chorus]
I put a P on a bitch on then fly
Walk down, nigga, got get you in the sky
I'm in the stu', my bro whipping that pot
I told my bitch that I'm icing the rock
I told my bitch I'ma get her some rocks
My shooter got lazy, he sipping on Wock'

[Verse]
Yeah, we been working hard, it's not a nine to five
She wanna fuck the guys, know she wanna talk to God
Don't join now, niggas still inside
You in the spot, you wasn't outside
Yeah, he said he want some beef but that shit fried (Ha)
All my niggas be throwing up B
[?] just on my feet
Top in the car, got [?]
I blew ten racks and that's just in a week
They hating on me 'cause they can't be me
Walk it out, I used to walk in the streets
I'm flying now, it's the airline for me
She want a bеstfriend but it can't be me
Mе and [?] sipping on Wockiki
Trip just pulled up in a Lamborghini
5.4 in the [?]
Two Perc thirties, it's a motherfucking sixty
If I OD, the opps gon' miss me
I don't think they was coming to get me

[Chorus]
I put a P on a bitch on then fly
Walk down, nigga, got get you in the sky
I'm in the stu', my bro whipping that pot
I told my bitch that I'm icing the rock
I told my bitch I'ma get her some rocks
My shooter got lazy, he sipping on Wock'