This is a song about "Water bottles"

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

Don’t you be holding back, your love

To the kids holding liquor bottles.

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

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

And shoot off with vodka after whole bottles,

Here i go again, falling in love

It'll last for all these crazy days

And i got them gold bottles, first place

We vegetables, on them record labels

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

Bottles be popping around

I might even stick my tongue out