Baby Bottles

Lyrics

[Chorus] Bitch, you see the baby bottles Stop blowing my phone, you ain't my baby mama [?] on that watch, look like it's made of flowers Line of Wokisha, cost me 80 dollars [Verse] Pint of high tech, and a pint of purple If I run out of that, then I'm buying turtle Richer than my passter, I'm highly favored Gotta teach my nigga something else, he just get high and murder Five thousand rocks, five thousand oranges Burned [?] I'm sending mine to Charlotte Still [?] that's my kind of market Put eighters on that [?] it's too hard to park it Catch them niggas lacking, we gon' burn his worker now Then we double back, nigga, that's a turnaround Bought my ho Chanel, now she screaming Birkan now Chopper big as hell, it look like we working out Running to that money, I got stack habits Love smoking dope, I'm a crack addict They ain't getting pape, niggas not having I've been getting money since Blade dropped Stack Masters, nigga All this ice on, look like Mr. Freeze Ran them niggas out, 'cause they ain't spending cheese Perkaset and molly, got it [?] It's hard to keep up with my opps, they keep switching teams [Chorus] Bitch, you see the baby bottles Stop blowing my phone, you ain't my baby mama [?] on that watch, look like it's made of flowers Line of Wokisha, cost me 80 dollars [Outro] Bitch, you ain't my baby mama I walk in the club, and started raining hundreds Got me a new spot, and that bitch came with choppers Thousand dollar pop, bought an eight of Tussin