Ty$ - Drank N Cranberry lyrics

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] Drank mixed with cranberry Hoes in my Blackberry Hoes in my iPhone Hoes wherever I go Drank mixed with cranberry [x4] [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign] Drank mixed with cranberry Got a square b**h, she scary I took her to my hood [?] See the money, got sprung Blood ain't thicker than cum I'm f**ing with my enemies sister Bust all in her tummy I ain't gonna brag about money sponsored links Most you n***as broke I ain't gonna talk about b**hes You ain't got no hoes [x2] I f** your b**h without a condom Me, 3D and [?] sippin' [Hook] [Bridge:] And now I'm leaning on your baby momma [x2] [Verse 2: Casey Veggies] I prefer the dome, being honest Baby girl at the honors I street smart and she a college girl That stayed down when I was grindin' Patron shots to the stomach Sprint race to the money Come party with a real n***a Right at my house, we clubbin' Right at my house, we f**ing I play my Macbook then beat it from the back Come back to it I leave it where it's at I fly to the city cause I need it where I'm at I'm Westside with my name known Her chest out, she trained to go Boy tried to snatch my main ho n***a try to match my bankroll like, "Whoa!" I done seen a lot of girls in the city act brand new and turn model Turn out, look on the internet, she was in a video doing p**no She go, no stop, shout out to the girls that like on top For a young boy that made it from the bottom We live one life, so I'm drinking out the bottle like, "Oh!" [Hook] [Bridge]