This is a song about "Coke bottles"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

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

Slangin a coke without the cola

It go microphone check, one, two, yola

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Baby got that super bass

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

I'm a magician so please focus

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

But the pill bottles are 8empty

And now me, you can call me mr. friendly

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles