Baby C4 - Bottles N Models

Grab all the bottles
Straight to the bank
Call up the models
Smoking on dank
Drowning my sorrows
What did you say
Don't care about tomorrow
We care about today
I say, grab all the bottles
Straight to the bank
Call up the models
Smoking on dank
Drowning my sorrows
What did you say
Don't care about tomorrow
We care about today
Got bottles and bottles and bitches on bitches
My boy keep the rod you would think he was fishing
Keep food on your plate, I just clean up the dishes
That beam on the Glock, I got perfect precision
You switched up on me, you made your decision
I'm sipping on purple got lean in my vision
I'm cooking these beats, I don't need me a kitchen
The one not the two, bitch I'm on a mission aye
Counting these racks, no tennis
Move like a villain, they call me a menace
Money go straight to the top of the ceiling
Love for my shawty, that girl, she the realest
Bring all the bottles to Casa
Patron, tequila to Agua
Turn this shit up and get lit with your partner
Take a shot till it go straight to your mata
Cop me a VVS chain
Cop me a Richard, it's plain
She got a degree, way she giving a brain
I need me a shot to just heal all the pain
Shout out them niggas who ain't never change
And fuck all them niggas who switch on the gang
I feel like the hottest, I feel like Lil Wayne
We need all the, ah
Grab all the bottles (Grab all the bottles)
Straight to the bank (Straight to the bank)
Call up the models (Call up the models)
Smoking on dank (Smoking on dank)
Drowning my sorrows
What did you say
Don't care about tomorrow
We care about today
I say grab all the bottles
Straight to the bank
Fuck how they feel they just always gon' hate
I put a pill in my motherfucking drank
I'm moving too slow, why these hoes in my way
Don't mean to be rude, but the fuck out my face
Ain't tripping on shit, give a fuck about a lace
I'm lapping these niggas, I'm winning the race
Ahead of this shit, boy, I feel like Tay-K
Top of the morning, top of the morning
I'm chasing this cheddar, she all on my body
But I still don't sweat her, they type more than streamers
It's faker than ever, going through trauma but now I feel better
I kiss on her body watch how she get wetter
We turn up the party they smoking on pressure, let's turn this shit up, okay
Grab all the bottles (Grab all the bottles)
Straight to the bank (Straight to the bank)
Call up the models (Call up the models)
Smoking on dank (Smoking on dank)
Drowning my sorrows
What did you say
Don't care about tomorrow
We care about today
I say grab all the bottles (Grab all the bottles)
Straight to the bank (Straight to the bank)
Call up the models (Call up the models)
Smoking on dank (Smoking on dank)
Drowning my sorrows
What did you say
Don't care about tomorrow
We care about today

Written by:
Kevin Harris

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