Max B - Bad Whiskey lyrics

Un it's your boy back fresh off that bay boss don season domain pain shouts out to my nikka young los in the beach you know I mean two in the afternoon sunny day strollin throw the sowos really seen a nice pair of shades I like you know them sh**s was like 2, 500 I bought em f** it it's what I do gaine green boss don sh** domain pain for you n***as let's go [Verse 1:] I got the forty low covered up like I'm forty below seven in like I'm forty to go or maybe more pay me for I'm the wavyest of all I got a black one white one even keep a slim b**h they all stick together and they got a good friendship closet so expensive angle mon cold hon and if I'm smoking that haze that's forty of that ooo bond know I got the auto mon loop ya it ain't sh** with out max your music need a booster the fifth will leave you screaming like a rooster sweep the n***a body of the stoop like a supra n***a I'm the future n***a I be use to the finer sh** I don't do that herb you I only do desingner sh** I only do the guccie louie finddy prada biggavell is a pimp I run up in ya mama I run up with the lama pop it at any n***a thinkin he is thug I'm a feel this n***a with slugs I seen this n***a in a club out in jersey seen his team looking like they want to hurt me but thanks to the one time you gotta focus up one time nikka I be trying to duck the one time you smoking with thirty n***as on one dime [Hook:] Here we go here we go it's one n***a rolling up a big fat bag of the sour u can't stop me he got the rang n***a I'm wavy goddamn of lane got doughter plus you know we got that prada n***a we getting chips wise while ya'll getting angry [Verse 2:] On the strole of the strip like b**hes on the dick like big pipe cherry lip gloss get your lips right get your lips wet I'm not dipset n***a I'm green gaine rollie in the mean chain I leave you holly in the cheese lane holly molly go f** your plea your chain for the better max do it for your boy you was riding in the jetta max do it for a toy I be moving like I'm floyd right jab left jab 93 was the sh** harlem had the best cab aj lester the best rags a buck 20 that was money then yea and that's was a 20 then I was getting money when regan was in office peep me on your cope list grind like and orphan lime in the coffin b**hes of the myspace love me out in boston oooowwww [Hook: x2] Yea it's n***as all pissed off in the game boss don biggavell sh** back with that domain pain yea young los got another baby n***as riding that wave f** with your boy it's over for these n***as man oh man ey big tone we gonna flip these n***as upside down jingle that change out they pocket che know what I mean gaine green baby oh man un ooowwwww