Shots ft. Glam Baddie Lyrics

Bottles of the Casa, lemon pepper wings

VIP section, it's women next to kings

Throwin one packs, bad ass baddies with the gyatts, they lit so they throwin some back

BBL babies, some get it from they mama

Some real toxic, committed to the drama

But we ain't on nun, my killers on the wocky

Opps on somethin, we grill em like hibachi

I'm the chill nigga with charisma and the sauce

Take em home hit em to some SZA in a loft

Hammer time too legit, be in ya favorite chic mouth like hookah tips, no cap

It's goin up off quila shots, they lil

Box gettin wet when they see the watch

They smell what I'm cookin like I'm tryna be the Rock

They pulling up five deep in a Equinox pre-game Peach Ciroc

One shot for them ones twerkin in dem heels

Two shots if they bad in person and it's real

Three shots top tier workin in dey field

Four shots she pop it like a pill pop it

Pop it repeat repeat

With that Henny in my system I ain't sparing nothin

Peel the top back off a hater, now she Joe Budden

Vodka get the bitties litty have em showin Tito's

Patron won't do no wrong, leave that Pauly at home

We got bottles everywhere it's the Cinco DeMarco

Turn that Belaire to a forty drink it straight out the bottle

Mary Jane all in my lungs, she be coolin my psycho

Bad asf stay in my bag, no brakes I'm coming full throttle

One shot for the baddies that's throwing it back

Two shots for the hustlas with they own bag

Three shots for the solid, always keep it G

Last shot be that cincoro, MJ twenty-three