Bottles And Rockin Js

Ayo Game, what they do boy?
Its DJ Khaled
I got my black and red Jordan Retro 6s on
Im all about getting money
I love glorifying my hard work
Popping bottles
Shit, them hoes love it too
This DJ Khaled, We the Best
Ayo Game
Red Nation
All I know is bottles and rocking Js
Bottles and rocking Js
Bottles and rocking Js
Bottles and rocking Js
Bitches and getting money
Bitches and getting money
Bitches and getting money
Bitches and getting money
Bottles and rocking Js
Bottles and rocking Js
Bottles and rocking Js
Bottles and rocking Js
Bitches and getting money
Bitches and getting money
Bitches and getting money
Bitches and getting money
All I know is how to smash on everybody record and do what I do
And make somebody have to go and get a hearse
Yo, Game I dont really give a fuck if its your record
And you my brother my nigga look I got to rhyme fresh
See the way I coming, how I do the game, church
Ask somebody, you got to know you need to get a nurse
Let me bang them with another killer, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller
Kill them with another verse
Everybody see the way I be going and going
How I do it
Niggas the only way we know it, but then again , yes we do
We knowing how I be banging
And every sheet that I get
All the heat I be packing
And I show it off
With all this money you know where Im heading
And Im going to get the Jordans the patent 11 leathers
They really banging all the way down to the feathers
And I get a couple pair with all this money I be getting
And I kill them with the bounce, you see the way a nigga stepping
And we pop bottles and we rock Js, see me repping
Let me show you way I do it before I hit you with the weapon
Dont be spilling liquor all over my shit, give me a second
Shit, anyway, see we got to get it up
Probably feeling models up
Let me wrap a bottle up
Let me see everybody put your liquors bottle up
Bitches, Im getting money, bottles and rocking chains
Money like Im LeBron, my whip collection insane
Suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a boss
Condominium in the clouds, sixty Gs a month
Fifty floors, marble walls, pictures of Boston Georgia
Bitches snorting blow, fucking fast, and cooking dope
Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller, that Chopard
My new bitches must menage, Im a G
Bottles and rocking Js
Smoking and sipping Spades
Pistol tucked in my Louis
Heat it up like Im Wade
Nigga dont do LeBrons, Kobe up on the weekends
Jordans Monday through Friday, especially when Im freaking
Them cool greys, thats Monday
Them Space Jams, thats Tuesday
Them Spike Lees, on Wednesday
23 in my Benz, aye
You know I love them sixes, especially on my bitches
13s and them spandex on Thursday, its your birthday
And Friday I aint lying, King of Diamonds, Im in heaven
Red bone, pussy popping on my black and red 11s
Patent leather when I step in
You know what Im repping
Its S-double-O, W-Double-O
Black number 4s I aint get it from the store, Bus know
That all I know is
I put footprints in them couches
I put so much in my two step
Put on for my city, I aint got no choice but to rep
I put straight shots in they hair
Make pretty girls, do the ugly face
And they just my song on
Move back I need dougie space like aye, aye
Then its right back to my mugging face
Niggas saying put the weed out
BBM, you bugging face
We walked in, want something, bottles pop like we won something
Raise a glass for everybody thats done something from nothing
No grind , no shine, dress code, we pay no mind
Cargos and Js on, they let sun in, no blinds
All I drink is my shit
Stop playing, YouTube
But tonight we on that red berry and cranberry, SooWoo
And Im smoking on that purp
Sipping on that purp
I came in this bitch with some niggas that will murk
And we aint about all that talking, you a dead man walking
Stomp a nigga ass out, in these number 4 Jordans
Got a scope on the barrel, thats a hammer with a camera
Hollow tips nigga, tip a nigga like a dancer
I dont know nothing but bitches and getting money
Blood gang, kill a nigga in public
Young Tunechi
Shoot a nigga ass up then its deuces
Head shots, that fucking vest is so useless
Yeah , yo Chuck, fuck these niggas
You know who P-I-ru?
Killer Bs nigga