Drinkin N Drivin lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
You n*ggas wouldn't know swag if I hand it to you with a ribbon on top
Ho in the club steady eyeing me, shawty, I'm tryna find out if you with it or not
We in the bedroom, her head on the dome and she using her lips, I ain't kissing a thot
Sip out the bottle, this ho let me motor the boat, yeah, I'm sorry for drinkin' and drivin'
I'm going off in a minute, I'm going for thirteen, no, I ain't missin' a shot
So many bad b*tches, oh my God, gotta talk to 'em, no time to p*ss in the spot
I had to cut off my n*ggas, they couldn't deliver, I really hate livin' in boxes
Can't do the Nikes no more, took my gang to the store, had to cop me some Balenci' socks
BB on me, yeah, you see it
Three yеars and still undefeated
Wе can't argue over money
I move based off money reason
I got money trees, it feel like every season get money season
You ain't even touched 10 bands, so why the f*ck this n*gga speaking?
Bad b*tch from Japan wanna f*ck, she don't even speak no English
I might have to learn some Japanese so we can f*ck in sync
I don't know why these n*ggas be talkin', they be testing me
Got money, clothes and hoes everyday, my favorite recipe
Put that sh*t on by myself, I don't need no one dressing me
I prefer to f*cking dip, but this thot said, "Caress me, please"
Uh, my spare change a blue bill, I guess I'm repping C's
Uh, might just take a blue pill, boost my life expectancy
Uh, sorry mama, copped a Track' to live life recklessly
Uh, sorry unc', for what you did, now you is dead to me
I got bad hoes in my van, I'm kickin' sh*t like Central Cee
I can't waste time on decisions, hurry up and pencil beef
Do not call that sh*t a chain, lil' n*gga, that's a necklace, G
Worked for years, but when the fame came, it revealed the jealousy
I prefer a snake to pop on than lil' fakey-friendly with me
I can drop a n*gga with one move, I'm gettin' shifty