This is a song about "Bitches bottles"

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Illogical one, i'm hallowing your bottles of rum

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Damn, in the past, we was bongin up brisk bottles/

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

I'm sick of hearing rappers about the crackin' bottles,

Haters learn to bear, i'm lovie smith with the vocals