Drank Lyrics

Niggas sipping drank

Bitch you need to check your pussy know that that shit stank

Niggas heard on my last album you know I climb the rank

Bitch was curvy had you had a ass you know I had to spank

Jewelry rub together know the sound of it it go clink clank

Bitch just give me back my dick it ain't no rope it ain't gone yank

Serving hotdogs yeah my nigga bitch you know we serving franks

Gang we really is some goons we in the street it ain't no prank

Feel like yeat up on this bitch I hop on bitch it ain't no crank

And we up In this bitch

No debating we the best

Niggas want to sleep up on us

But we put they ass to rest

Ain't no foreign niggas in my group

My nigga you a guest

Know the Louis on my belt and know your bitch was on my chest

Riding in a rover

Know I had the water on my neck I need a coaster

Nigga never lack got the guns I am a soilder

No your bitch ain't loyal last night she told me come over

What's that

Bitch that's how my glock sound

Nigga we some dogs and you know we in the dog pound

Felling like Chris Smoove and I drain that bitch from downtown

Better not hop In that water if you can't swim know you gone drown

In the water with them sharks

I can't fuck with niggas cause they chilling with the narcs

Bout' to shoot your shit up and we bout' to let it spark

Don't care what you saying I don't care for your remarks

Bitch could never break me know I gotta cold heart

Bulletproof the coupe

Smoke exotic weed you know I'm feeling like I'm snoop

Always with my gang you know I'm chilling with my group

Weapons on these weapons bitch I'm feeling like a troop

Niggas sipping drank

Bitch you need to check your pussy know that that shit stank

Niggas heard on my last album you know I climb the rank

Bitch was curvy had you had a ass you know I had to spank

Jewelry rub together know the sound of it it go clink-clank

Bitch just give me back my dick it ain't no rope it ain't gone yank

Serving hotdogs yeah my nigga bitch you know we serving franks

Gang we really is some goons we in the street it ain't no prank

Feel like yeat up on this bitch I hop on bitch it ain't no crank

And we up In this bitch

No debating we the best

Niggas want to sleep up on us

But we put they ass to rest

Ain't no foreign niggas in my group

My nigga you a guest

Know the Louis on my belt and know your bitch was on my chest