Bottega ft. Taxi Lyrics

I was overseas, spilt some Hi-C on my bottega

Niggas on the net, in real life they making no paper

Niggas on the net, they really fools

Yea I always kept it calm, I kept it cool

Told the bitch to keep it cute, she always rude

Said she wanna fuck with TF, we the crew

And we riding four deep, that's how we move

I said I'm rapping cause I got something to prove

I fucked the bitch and now she stuck to me like glue

She said she fuck with lil C, cause I'm that dude

Told the bitch let's go to Turks, bae let's catch a vibe

If you cheat on me, best believe, bitch you gone die

I can cheat on you, cause I'm that nigga, I'm that guy

When I touch a million, guess what, bitch bye

I ain't want the coochie, heard that shit was super dry

I can touch the sky

I be on the moon

I can't feel my face

I done did some shrooms

I got too damn high, I feel laced, I don't know

Rick Owens ski mask, in the bank, what he on

Overseas balling, beat the case leave me lone

London mob ties, got Lancey on the phone

In the Beamer with a bad bitch, gone wreck it

Moe had just came, bitch we super blessed

Money been coming in, it's hard for me to stress it

Nigga what you know about that fourth quarter pressure

I was overseas, spilt some Hi-C on my bottega

Niggas on the net, in real life they making no paper

Niggas on the net, they really fools

Yea I always kept it calm, I kept it cool

Told the bitch to keep it cute, she always rude

Said she wanna fuck with TF, we the crew

And we riding four deep, that's how we move

I said I'm rapping cause I got something to prove