Chorus: x2]
Now ever since I can remember
I been poppin them bottles,
pop, poppin them bottles
Pop, poppin them bottles
now ever since I can remember
I've been smokin that dro with my motherf*ckin pistol in my hand
[Lil Wayne:]
When it come to da bread I got the keys to the bakery
Them niggas out there trippin sellin keys to them agencies
My bitch keep sayin that the judge got a date for me
I tell the silly bitch and your honor that can wait for me
I'm gone in the coupe with the roof steady chasin me
Shine so hard like the f*ckin sun facein me, basically
Take it how you take it, I be makin you be hatin me
Lovin me, but hatein me, hoe you got to pay for me
Ridein with them big boys, sittin on them grown folks
Every time I park it's a motherf*ckin car show
I guess I'm the number 1 lakers fan
Yellow bottle, yellow bottle, purple bag, purple bag
[Chorus: x2]
Now ever since I can remember
I been poppin them bottles,
pop, poppin them bottles
Pop, poppin them bottles
now ever since I can remember
I've been smokin that dro with my motherf*ckin pistol in my hand