I Been Drankin

Lyrics

I been drankin, drankin Thinkin' 'bout the days when I was bankin', bankin' Makin' money all day it was stankin', filthy Baby I was stacking paper had these haters lookin at me they still wanna kill me I'm strapped up You and your people fin tah get clapped up Please don't make me act up You n*ggas are weirdos outta my mind But I see clear though Whispers I can hear those stomping my tempo in steel toes [Verse 1] Locked in this bitch with lioness Britney and Bryon, bitch Dawg, you finna love it I'm the scientist, the zionist He's splitting 'em in many pieces this is Iron sides fiber and its higher vibes Thеy fin tah go viral, viral [Chorus] I been drankin, drankin Thinkin' 'bout the days when I was bankin', bankin' Makin' money all day it was stankin', filthy Baby I was stacking papеr had these haters lookin at me they still wanna kill me [Verse 2] They better be ready we coming for murder We coming to get em and I know the difference And Water and venom I'm giving 'em 16 shots, we still sendin' 'em Better watch out Before I pull my Glock out, Glock out They runnin' up on me block Imma pop up where we pop out Yeah, n*gga keep ah file on you Mad, cause I'm styling on you Dad, get the bag the Familia Little bizzy wilding on you Bone, bone, give the flag with the blicky These n*ggas fingers get sticky Goldie in prison he 2026 we miss him Bloodline harmony, that blood that pump through the vein to the ones thats wit me And the ones that the grew up fuckin' with Little Lay make sure that bitch don't hit me These n*ggas don't think like they be fifty or sixty They ready to die but big Willie forgot the wheel This is bizzy I been drankin, drankin Thinkin' 'bout the days when I was bankin', bankin' Makin' money all day it was stankin', filthy Baby I was stacking paper had these haters lookin at me they still wanna kill me I been drankin, drankin Thinkin' 'bout the days when I was bankin', bankin' Makin' money all day it was stankin', filthy Baby I was stacking paper had these haters lookin at me they still wanna kill me I'm strapped up You and your people fin tah get clapped up Please don't make me act up You n*ggas are weirdos outta my mind But I see clear though Whispers I can hear those stomping my tempo in steel toes