Bottle Service (Explicit)

Bottle Service (Explicit) - YG

Lyrics by：Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson/Dijon McFarlane/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer

Composed by：Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson/Dijon McFarlane/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer

Mustard on the beat ho

I'm that n***a that motherf**king n***a n***a

I'm that n***a that motherf**king n***a

My b***h that b***h she that motherf**king b***h

She got her own s**t natural pretty slim thick

I'm that n***a that motherf**king n***a n***a

I'm that n***a that motherf**king n***a

My b***h that b***h she that motherf**king b***h

She got her own s**t natural pretty slim thick

You madder than a b***h 'cause a n***a glowed up

I'm in a 'Ventador this is not a Lambo truck

I ain't the only one lit my whole clique run it up

You want a G for free for free what the f**k

What the f**k

I'm tired of these broke a*s n***as standin' at the table

They wanna pull up and f**k with the b***hes but they ain't buying no bottles

N***a buy some motherf**king bottles you broke-a*s n***a

I can't stand a broke n***a I can't stand a broke b***h

Five bands ain't all-ones I just threw a whole fit

I'ma whole boss n***a I keep me a boss b***h

I write it down on paper then I check it off the list

All day I'm running plays running plays I'm running plays

Ain't got time to clean the house b***h I got a maid

I came to make a movie lil' b***h I think I'm Blade

I'm a movie star tell the promoter I need a raise

I don't talk in circles no this not a maze

I just f**ked a bad b***h ooh I'm in a daze

No I'm not a water boy n***a I'm in the game

Put some money on your head twenty piece chump change

N***a

Hell nah hell nah n***a move the f**k out the motherf**king way

I'm tryna get to the n***as with the bag I'm tryna get flewed out

And not like that but you look like you ain't flyin' out s**t n***a

Pull up in a drop top Uber they ain't even hot

She was a good girl but I turned her to a thot

Right pocket is a knot left pocket hold a Glock

You can be the next 50 n***a take these nine shots

You always got somethin' bad to say you a hater

You n***as penny pinching man I'm itching for that paper

I want a big crib glass floors elevator

I like that in-house p***y like Flava Flava

You in that baby mama Benz that is not a stunt

You swear you doing somethin' man your head is corrupt

Get you a n***a like me b***h I'm what's up

I just had to take her to brunch she let me f**k

You talkin' like you got the motherf**king check but is you cuttin' it

N***a that's your motherf**king homeboy's section n***a

Talkin' all that s**t with a G-Shock on

Got your phone out recordin' like a b***h n***a put your phone down

Came through with a hunnid n***as with me I'm a leader

If he say he about to shoot the s**t up you better believe him

I'm a dog I'm a lion I'm a f**king hyena

Got it out the mud you can't get dirty 'cause you a diva

Lil' Boosie in the speaker so you know I don't give no f**ks

YG hit your b***h I really hit it wasn't luck

The war cost money n***a get your dollars up

I'm buyin' handguns choppers and bulletproof trucks

Still standin' ten years plus I really do this

Pull your hair hit it from the back I really do this

Diamonds dancing got these b***hes jumpin' to conclusions

YG ain't got a bag B***h is you stupid

What kinda car you drivin' n***a

What kinda b***hes is you f**king

I'm a top notch b***h and I like top notch s**t

You better get your bag together lil' n***a