This is a song about "Bottle service"

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

But fuck that i gotta bottle opener

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

My nigga, its all love

I do this as a service

Twisted in a cell popping pills from a bottle

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

On the dock sittin' while liquor bottle sippin'

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position