Gold Bottles lyrics

[Intro]
(Buddah, bless this beat)

[Chorus]
Gold bottles, sippin' champagne
20 b*tches tryna scam things
I remember all the stomach pains
The world crying when you see the ring
Police asking for a n*gga name
I remember in my membrane
People think a n*gga got it all
But my n*gga still in a gang
I can make a n*gga knock em' off
And he did if off the love of game
Same n*gga from the nawfside
Thank God, cause it's been a lot of change
You could look and see it in my eyes
Got a dark side, got a lot of stains

[Verse]
Run up the racks, I been chasing them commas
I'm feeding my son and I feed my lil' mamas
I don't want smoke and I don't want no problems
Stay on the block where I'm counting them dollas
Don't be in the street cause I know it's piranhas
I birkin my mama it's green, iguana
Wake up in mansions it seems to be normal
I give my young n*gga [?]
Kow I'm the lean main, I'ma pour it
Pull up in lamborghinis and I floor it
She like the fame, money, and the poet
Everybody say they loyal, don't show it
I see them watching, gripping, paranoid
Look at my bank, it's crippin' making noise
I teach my kids to clean and do the chores
I got my b*tch, I'm cuttin' off the whores
Back to ya [?] I'm [?] [?]
My money long, don't make me start a war
I lost my brother Pistol, hurt my core
Value my kids, it's something I adore
I board the jet, it's time to go to tour
Look at my wrist, I'm sh*tting, where the toilet
Opps in the house and they tryna avoid it
Lean on my shoulder, my family's important
(Buddah, bless this beat)
[Chorus]
Gold bottles, sippin' champagne
20 b*tches tryna scam things
I remember all the stomach pains
The world crying when you see the ring
Police asking for a n*gga name
I remember in my membrane
People think a n*gga got it all
But my n*gga still in a gang
I can make a n*gga knock em' off
And he did if off the love of game
Same n*gga from the nawfside
Thank God, cause it's been a lot of change
You could look and see it in my eyes
Got a dark side, got a lot of stains