Bottles of Añejo lyrics

[Verse]
Bottles of Añejo
Pockets full of quesos
Coke whiter like Alfredo
All about those pesos
If I had that one shot, I'd scream "Kobe"
I came a long way from fried bologna
I'm talkin whips that's European
The toast to make you cool with ghosts like Tommy [?]
There's nobody at your concerts
You should hang it up, like artwork
The trap is our church
The world don't value our worth
But I could be wrong
But if I could, I would mail that white girl like Patrick Mahomes
The struggle taught me to hustle
Now I make money faster than you could make a muscle
But if you tussle, you can see the muzzle flash
I had a troubled past
Only blood, no bubble baths
A dozen laughs, but mostly from cryin'
Cause all of my n*ggas was dyin'
And all of these n*ggas be lyin'
Talkin bout "can I get it off?"
Don't ask me n*gga, I sell white off an ashy n*gga!
I can sell white
I got hoes like cellulite
But I'd rather pick a fight
Depending on your reputation, you get a better price
But the word "dealer" got a stigma
Let's just say I practice medicine
And you giving statements that's a testament to your estrogen
And this weapon is protection from anyone tryna block my blessing
You ballin' for me is an off-night
I play in any system, like Fortnite
Huh