LS_XXXX - Still Sippin' lyrics

[Intro] Yeah n***a, still sippin' jug, you heard The f** you n***as talking 'bout Super Villain sh**, O.T.M, O.T.M [Verse 1] I got whatever for my n***as, a hunnit on the dank Enough for a b**h to put the rest up on a drink Racks under the mattress, don't keep sh** up in no bank If you can't swim with the sharks then stay your a** up out the tank Hunnit Round Hef, n***as know me as the Billy And I don't want no deals unless we talking bout a milli' I'm the top goon, and I ain't talking 'bout Philly Ar-Ab f** with me if you ever in my bity Big bank roll, can't fold so my paper straight Money come in all types of ways, don't gotta paper chase Still clocking, we rocking and we scrape the plate Catch me Ralph Lauren to the floor, don't do no Bathing Ape Told you n***as I was on your neck, you should've saved the date You can say your Hail Marys and Amazing Grace Call TD Jakes, and you still couldn't shake your fate If they don't free my n***a BB we gon' break the gates [Verse 2] Young Lords swing swords when I want the crown Set up shop if I want the town, take a nick, turn it to a pound Weatherman better get your plow I want my money and I want it now Pocket rockets pop and make a p**y n***a piss Guess I'm a shooting star, tell your b**h to make a wish She get it rocking in the kitchen, playing with the fish Prometh and codeine in my soda how I make my twist I'm from the land where cops k** us, so we k** em back You get up on 'em close range and then you peel his cap Ain't sh** sweet around here, [?] King of the trap, thats a snapple fact, pa** the strap Riding 'round, burning pack in a black Benz All black strapped up and we strapped in 4 n***as, 8 guns got us packed in With my Mac-10 I shoot sh** up like a packed tent f** a beamer, f** a Benz, I need a lambo Stevies world, RIP my n***a Yambo Jail pose, red bandanna like I'm Rambo Young God, walk on water in 'Lo sandals Pay homage, pour your liquor, light your candles Still sippin, what's life without the gamble This my life dont like the show, change the channel Big homie, so address me by my handle [Outro] You heard n***a Big homie, address me by my motherf**ing handle Hunnit Round Hef, you n***as know what time it is, man Blackout Boyz forever man, you heard R.I.P. my n***a you hear, real talk Still Sippin' mud, n***a Goofy a** n***as