Young Los - Bad Whiskey lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Uh it's your boy back Fresh off that bay Boss don season Domain pain Shout out to my n***a Young Los in the beats you know I mean, two in the afternoon man Sunny day, strolling throw the Soho 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 Gain Green Boss don sh** Domain pain for you n***as Let's go Get at your man [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 Waviest 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 Angel mon, Cold hon And if I'm smoking that haze That's forty of that oho bond Know I got the auto mon Loop ya It ain't sh** without 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 used to, the finer sh** I don't do that herb you I only do designer sh** I only do the Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada Biggavell is a pimp I run up in ya mama I run up with the lama Pop it at any n***a thinking he is thug Don't pull up I'm a fill 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 frontline You only gotta tell them focus up one time n***a, I be trying to duck the one time You smoking with thirty n***as on one dime [Hook] Here we go Here we go So won't you n***as Roll up a big fat bag of sour You can't stop he got the greens n***a I'm wavy Goddamn I like that power Plus you know we got that Prada n***a we getting chips while ya'll getting angry [Verse 2] On the stroll 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 Gain Rollie in the mean chain I leave you holly in the cheese lane Holly molly go f** yourself 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 cabs Aj Lester's the best rags A buck 20 then That was big money yeah And that's was a 20-10 I was getting money when Reagan was in office Peepee on your carpet Grind like an orphan Lime in the coffin b**hes of the Myspace Love me out in Boston Oooowwww [Hook] Here we go Here we go So won't you n***as Roll up a big fat bag of sour You can't stop he got the greens n***a I'm wavy Goddamn I like that power Plus you know we got that Prada n***a we getting chips while ya'll getting angry [Outro] Yeah it's n***as all pissed off in the game Boss don Biggavell sh** Back with that domain pain Yeah 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 Yeah Know what I mean Gain green baby Oh man Uh Ooowwwww