Gin Lyrics

I sip drank not gin, I did it again I don't got no friends, all my friends are dead

Paint my picture red, I been on too much shit

I'm on a sled Diamonds on my sled, I'm off red

I got feds, I got feds on my head Feeling dead, off this x, I might die when I land

I live for the money, bitch, I don't got no friends

I just count this cash up, Countin dividends

Dividends, Count this Dividend

I'm just countin dividends I'm jus countin hella bands

I just took a walk in L.A. Bitch she said she love me told that hoe you better wait

Pockets getting fat, they obese every day

I'm the knight in shining armor pullup crease 'em everyday

I pop drugs every Wednesday, I'm xanned out, That bitch hit my phone talm bout sado love your smile

Fuck it, what you sayin with me twin he air it out

Bitch, I got bands, all this fucking bank aI count

Like a track race got em' runnin like a rat-rat Like a track race, make em' run just like a rat-rat

Give that boy a splinter, master splinter, he a rat-rat

I got hella bands coming in, I can't lie bout dat, dat

I got hella bands coming in, I can't lie bout dat

My niggas slide you know we cullin him we gon chop him back

Your bitch want me to go to the gym, cause my pockets fat

I been high, I can't feel my limbs I talk green like a slat

And I know this money bummin in, so I can't never lack

Niggas broke just really shuttin in

Nigga talkin we jus muttin him

Boil niggas yeah I'm sonnin him

I got big old dick for your bitch, yo, I'm gunnin in

And I don't like no cap niggas, yeah, stop frontin' it

I sip drank not gin, I did it again I don't got no friends, all my friends are dead

Paint my picture red, I been on too much shit

I'm on a sled Diamonds on my sled, I'm off red

I got feds, I got feds on my head Feeling dead, off this x, I might die when I land

I live for the money, bitch, I don't got no friends

I just count this cash up, Countin dividends