This is a song about "Bottles of qhiskey"

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

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

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

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

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

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

I drain bottles of mouth wash, i still havnt produced a little cough,

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models

Pop it back stick it out

Bottles be popping around

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin