This is a song about "Bottles"

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

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

I'm back on these highways moving cakes

Bottles by the case, runnin from the jakes

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

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

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Order bottles, no moscato

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

No role models, just whole bottles, and you could never know it,