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*gga 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*ts was like 2, 500
I bought em f*ck it
It's what I do
Gain Green
Boss don sh*t
Domain pain for you n*ggas
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*tch
They all stick together
And they got a good friendship
Closet so expensive
Angel mon, Cold Haan
And if I'm smoking that haze
That's forty of that oho bond
Know I got the Audemar
Loop ya
It ain't sh*t without Max
Your music need a booster
The fifth will leave you screaming like a rooster
Sweep the n*gga body of the stoop like the super
n*gga I'm the future
n*gga I be used to, the finer sh*t
I don't do that urban
I only do designer sh*t
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*gga thinking he is thug
Don't pull up
I'm a fill this n*gga with slugs
I seen this n*gga 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*gga, I be trying to duck the one time
You smoking with thirty n*ggas on one dime
[Chorus]
Here we go
Here we go
So won't you n*ggas
Roll up a big fat bag of sour
You can't stop he got the greens
n*gga I'm wavy
Goddamn I like that power
Plus you know we got that Prada
n*gga we getting chips while ya'll getting angry

[Verse 2]
On the stroll of the strip like
b*tches on the di*k like
Big pipe
Cherry lip gloss get your lips right
Get your lips wet
I'm not Dipset
n*gga I'm Green Gain
Rollie in the mean chain
I leave you holly in the cheese lane
Holly molly go f*ck 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*t
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*tches of the Myspace
Love me out in Boston
Oooowwww
[Chorus]
Here we go
Here we go
So won't you n*ggas
Roll up a big fat bag of sour
You can't stop he got the greens
n*gga I'm wavy
Goddamn I like that power
Plus you know we got that Prada
n*gga we getting chips while ya'll getting angry

[Outro]
Yeah it's n*ggas all p*ssed off in the game
Boss don Biggavell sh*t
Back with that domain pain
Yeah Young Los
Got another baby
n*ggas riding that wave
f*ck with your boy
It's over for these n*ggas man
Oh man
Ey big tone
We gonna flip these n*ggas upside down
Jingle that change out they pocket
Yeah
Know what I mean
Gain green baby
Oh man
Uh
Ooowwwww