Section Lit

Lyrics

[Chorus: Peezy] A hundred bottles, bitch, my section lit 25 thousand, bitch, my section lit Check out my necklace, bitch, my section lit See a nigga flexin, bitch, my section lit I ain't coming out, unless the section lit Bitch, it ain't no drout, you know the section lit Sending bitches on they routs, that's why the section lit We ain't never running out, that's why the section lit [Verse 1: Peezy] Run it up, nigga, run it up Activis in a double cup Tell me where it's at tonight, my baby Me and Snoop finna fuck it up I just got off the road Band up, and I'm fresh as fuck Laughing at these oldhead niggas, used to front a nigga, now I'm ahead of them Two chains at the same time And I ain't еver even mеt the nigga Put some chains on your brain, slime If you ever disrespect a nigga Hit the club and order five thousand Rip the band off and throw it wreckless, nigga I don't give a fuck who catch it, nigga Bitches tryna take my necklace with them Bottle after bottle after bottle, sparkels in the air, got the section lit Stick my finger in her pussy while she dancing, I'm just really tryna test the bitch Is we fucking or not? Before we leave the club, I ain't with the extra shit Pussy good, and the head was lit Best money that I ever spent [Chorus: Peezy] A hundred bottles, bitch, my section lit 25 thousand, bitch, my section lit Check out my necklace, bitch, my section lit See a nigga flexin, bitch, my section lit I ain't coming out, unless the section lit Bitch, it ain't no drout, you know the section lit Sending bitches on they routs, that's why the section lit We ain't never running out, that's why the section lit [Verse 2: Team Eastside Snoop] Riding round with a dub, nigga My new bitch know I'm the plug, nigga Double cups with that mud in it My mama think I'm a drug dealer Hit me up for that Texas Toast These bitches want me, 'cause I flex the most [?] with the matching coat Bitch, we popping bottles and [?] Bitches know, I got that matress money That's probably why I'm always acting funny How the fuck you gon' rob the jackers, dummy? I pay my nigga [?] to wrap it for me [Chorus: Peezy] A hundred bottles, bitch, my section lit 25 thousand, bitch, my section lit Check out my necklace, bitch, my section lit See a nigga flexin, bitch, my section lit I ain't coming out, unless the section lit Bitch, it ain't no drout, you know the section lit Sending bitches on they routs, that's why the section lit We ain't never running out, that's why the section lit