Music: Bally Baby
Drank
Light the blunt and get in traffic
Running through the red light, never let 'em catch me lacking
I can't wait to build a bitch, turnt her up, I brought her plastic
Couple thousand for her fit, dripping like I need a napkin
Dripping like I broke the sink, never seen me rocking Saint
Out here tryna crack a chase, still ain't see ya at the bank
Why they call ya baby drank? I wake up and piss a pint
Chrome Heart, ain't got to make appointment, spent 500 on my tank
Show ya how to get a check, I ain't gotta buss a blank
I'on think 'bout nun but some money, give a **** 'bout what ya thank
Give a **** 'bout how ya feel, I can't sit around and chill
We done dropped a six in Sprite, bitch keep tryna drop a pill
Trippin', I keep the trap house jumpin', from the Six to Center Hill
I won't front ya ass a onion, lace ya cleats, get in the field
I'm still tryna dodge a sentence, got bro still waiting on appeal
****, ain't no cut on this shit, I can't help but keep it trill
Can't help but keep it a brick, ****, this shit nun but facts
Country boy come shop, you want you a fifty, meet me on the flats
On Flat Shoals
I done made a killing off these terps, sixty buss a pack
Juggin' 'round the city in a black truck with the windows cracked
Okay
Drank
Light the blunt and get in traffic
Running through the red light, never let 'em catch me lacking
I can't wait to build a bitch, turnt her up, I brought her plastic
Couple thousand for her fit, dripping like I need a napkin
Dripping like I broke the sink, never seen me rocking Saint
Out here tryna crack a chase, still ain't see ya at the bank
Why they call ya baby drank? I wake up and piss a pint
Chrome Heart, ain't got to make appointment, spent 500 on my tank
Hoodrich