(feat. Casey Veggies)
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drank mixed with cranberry
Hoes in my Blackberry
Hoes in my iPhone
Hoes wherever I go
Drank mixed with cranberry [x4]
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drank mixed with cranberry
Got a square b**h, she scary
I took her to my hood
[?]
See the money, got sprung
Blood ain't thicker than cum
I'm f**ing with my enemies sister
Bust all in her tummy
I ain't gonna brag about money
Most you n***as broke
I ain't gonna talk about b**hes
You ain't got no hoes [x2]
I f** your b**h without a condom
Me, 3D and [?] sippin'
[Hook]
[Bridge:]
And now I'm leaning on your baby momma [x2]
[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
I prefer the dome, being honest
Baby girl at the honors
I street smart and she a college girl
That stayed down when I was grindin'
Patron shots to the stomach
Sprint race to the money
Come party with a real n***a
Right at my house, we clubbin'
Right at my house, we f**ing
I play my Macbook then beat it from the back
Come back to it I leave it where it's at
I fly to the city cause I need it where I'm at
I'm Westside with my name known
Her chest out, she trained to go
Boy tried to snatch my main ho
n***a try to match my bankroll like, "Whoa!"
I done seen a lot of girls in the city act brand new and turn model
Turn out, look on the internet, she was in a video doing p**no
She go, no stop, shout out to the girls that like on top
For a young boy that made it from the bottom
We live one life, so I'm drinking out the bottle like, "Oh!"
[Hook]
[Bridge]