05 Mac - PINT OF DRANK Lyrics

Oooo Lets Go
I bought a pint of drink and pour that shit out
All over the floor, I'm the one you talkin' shit bout
Got a couple baddies, I might fly out
F*ck around, gon' find out
That gun gon' make em bow down, bow bow brrr
Gun gon' make em switch up
Pussy nigga push up
You know we talk that stick talk
They don't want no pressure
You know about my bag
I ain't worried bout no bitch
All my bitches, they on the bad
Even though I ain't shit
Countin' up some racks
Flood these diamonds on my wrist
Pockets they fat, like I just spent yo rent
Bitch, I'm runnin' up a bag
And I'm smokin' on that heavy
I got thraxx in this blunt
And I'm sippin' on this Henny
Countin' up, I'm countin' up, I'm countin' all this cash
Bad bitch, she love me, she love all this swag
Runnin' up a check and I ain't even have to trap
I done did it on my own, I done chose a different path
Got it out the mud, had to clean it off my shoes
I won't stop till I'm pullin' off with the Bentley coupe
I want more, I want more, so I'ma go and get it
I'ma double it on top of that, been tryin' to reach a million
I'm countin' up, I'm countin' up, I'm countin' up this cash
I run it up, I run it up, I run it up real fast
Bad bitch, want me, she see me doin' numbers
She see me smokin' heavy, said she wanna come and slumber
So I give her that blunt, then I let her go to town
Yeah, we on the loud, we comatoast city bound
I be high as f*ck, I be on my toes
I will never trust a slut, will never trust a hoe
Bitch