hold ya liquor Video (MV)

I like sippin' goose, can ya hold your liquor? Don't get sick
Ain't no little bottles, you know we cop that shit by the fifth
I feel like a model, when I got designer in my fit
She move like a bobblehead, just want the neck, ain't tryna hit
I don't wanna go nowhere without my gun, I get nervous
I been browsin' different .380s to purchase for my sis
I be gettin' busy, did I see your text? It's hit or miss
Stackin' hoes for every major city, really got a list
If I hit ya then I'm prayin' God have mercy on ya soul
Didn't think I'd be the type to step everywhere with a pole
Used to be the type to sit online, just post all day and troll
Got kicked out and it all hit me, like Jermaine said, "world is cold"
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I like sippin' goose, can ya hold your liquor? Don't get sick
Ain't no little bottles, you know we cop that shit by the fifth
I feel like a model, when I got designer in my fit
She move like a bobblehead, just want the neck, ain't tryna hit
Might've dropped a ticket on your bitch but no I ain't a trick
When I told Donny they stole my whip, he went and got his blick
I hate thinkin bout the spell that witch cast on him, makes me sick
F*ck the drugs, I'm thinkin' white girls are the habit I must kick (damn)
I'm just in the booth, tryna get some shit up off my chest
You should speak your mind, or you ain't gon' function at your best
Type to form a truce, I don't need no opps up on my head
But if it come to it, just know I keep my shit by the bed
I don't interact with old hoes, lowkey hope they doin' good
Imma keep on stackin' bread up and start movin' like I should
This girl told me all the shit she wouldn't do, found out she would
If I see that bitch in public, probably throwin' up my hood
Just to clarify, I meant the CDG, ain't in no gang
I ain't got no friends, its only brothers, all the rest can hang
I like sippin' goose, can ya hold your liquor? Don't get sick
Ain't no little bottles, you know we cop that shit by the fifth
I feel like a model, when I got designer in my fit
She move like a bobblehead, just want the neck, ain't tryna hit
I like sippin' goose, can ya hold your liquor? Don't get sick
Ain't no little bottles, you know we cop that shit by the fifth
I feel like a model, when I got designer in my fit
She move like a bobblehead, just want the neck, ain't tryna hit