Lyrics

I can make a mil if you let me
While we sippin' on gin and juice
We can sell dope in the Bentley
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Baby boy, I will if you let me
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Check a hoe, I ain't never keep it friendly
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Pull up with my brother, call him Kado, he a crazy loc
Its bout to go up in his bitch a mini Draco
Pointed to your body, 47 in the prize
Diamonds on her Cuban, I got Cubans on the line
Impalas, Rigos, Monte Carlo
From the west to the east with semi-autos
Bitches in the living room gettin' it on
And these hoes wanna get it, they ain't leavin' at all
Don't be dissin' on the homies, don't be poppin' it
XV3, hit you with the conflict
Three lil' snipes and the rest of the convicts
Proud of my dog when he made it out the projects
I can make a mil if you let me
While we sippin' on gin and juice
We can sell dope in the Bentley
While we Sippin' on gin and juice
Baby boy, I will if you let me
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Check a hoe, I ain't never keep it friendly
While we sippin' on gin and juice
I be that crazy hyna from around the way
Loaded up extendos in the Chevrolet
I know you bitches miss me
Got a chokehold on the bag, if it ain't money, you can miss me
My Daytons shinin' bright
Like my future in my diamonds, see em dancin' in the night
And baby boy, I might
Let you creep up in the backseat but warning you I bite
Cause I'm a dog too
Can't trust a motherfucker breathin' if you do, it's on you
Nowadays, nobody true
They'll be there to fuck it up and put the blame on you
So spark up some indo with some gin and juice
If you start actin' fishy, I'ma cut you loose
I'll take your ass out for the tiniest thing
Flyest bitch out here, catch me spreadin' my wings
I can make a mil if you let me
While we sippin' on gin and juice
We can sell dope in the Bentley
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Baby boy, I will if you let me
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Check a hoe, I aint never keep it friendly
Always sippin' on gin and juice
Don't make me tell you once, not even twice
If it gets to three times, you must like gamblin
With your life
Pump like 20 in his chest, that's banana clip
Make these vatos take a knee like Colin Kaepernick
A pretty bitch that's known to shoot ya
From the county de ventura, hoppin' out with bazookas
Soundin' like July with no lights in the sky
It's the wild, wild west, foo we destined to die
So I'ma have to peep and keep my glizzy close
They might try to get me, better pray to the Pope
My boys will strike lightning if I tell em
Try to steal my thunder, you gon' have to meet my felons
13 deep and we down to ride
All fine bitches rollin' with a clip on the side
So watch your back, cause you will get pressed
It's only me and my clique, homie, so fuck the rest
I can make a mill if you let me
While we sippin' on gin and juice
We can sell dope in the Bently
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Baby boy, I will if you let me
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Check a hoe, I ain't never keep it free
While we sippin' on gin and juice
Written by: Jamie Galbraith
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