Bottles

Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, cher
It’s Friday night
We gon’ party like Friday night never ends
We gon’ sip Effen like Friday night never ends
And you know we don’t give a fuck it’s not your birthday!
You can find me on Bourbon, bottle full of bub’
**Look lil’ mama, I got the plug if you into takin’ load
I’m into fucking, I ain’t into makin’ love
**So come give me a hug if you into gettin’ bussin
You can find me on Bourbon, bottle full of bub’
**Look lil’ mama, I got the plug if you into takin’ load
I’m into fucking, I ain’t into makin’ love
**So come give me a hug if you into gettin’ bussin
**On the block, you see me dancin’ like a goon goat
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t wear a chip
I’m a goon goat, I keep it real, I keep it raw
I am him, I keep it hard, I keep it up
Got my graff on the wall, diamonds in the book
I got my name on the mic, NOLA PLUG on the hook
When I pull up out front, you see the Lambo on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it’s lit in the club
Nig gas heard I fuck with Gates, everybody show me love
**When you blow like Wayne, you get plenty of groupie rizz
Look homie, ain’t nothin’ changed ho’s down, G’s up
I see Wayne in the cut, hey nig ga, roll that weed up
If you watch how I move, you’ll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit with a few shells but I don’t walk with a limp
In the Ninth Ward, in NOLA, they sayin’, “Gates, you lit”
They like me, I want them to love me like they love Juvenile
But holla in Baton Rouge, them nig gas’ll tell you I’m loco
(And the plan is to put the boot on the map, bet)
I’m fully focused, man, my money on my mind
Got a mil’ out the deal and I’m still on the grind
Now cher said she feelin’ my rizz, she feelin’ my flow
Her homegirl I’ll take, but she don’t like to share
I just want to take her home and get her wetter than Lake Pontchartrain
Let’s go, half my set gonna be in
We gon’ sip Effen like Friday night never ends
And you know we don’t give a fuck it’s not your birthday!
You can find me on Bourbon, bottle full of bub’
**Look lil’ mama, I got the plug if you into takin’ load
I’m into fucking, I ain’t into makin’ love
**So come give me a hug if you into gettin’ bussin
You can find me on Bourbon, bottle full of bub’
**Look lil’ mama, I got the plug if you into takin’ load
I’m into fucking, I ain’t into makin’ love
**So come give me a hug if you into gettin’ bussin
**When my joints get to pumpin’ in the club, it’s lit
I wink my eye at your chick, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talkin’ ‘bout money homie, I ain’t concerned
I’ma tell you what Boosie told me, “Cuz, go ‘head switch the style up”
If they hate then let ‘em hate, and watch the money pile up
**Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of Effen
They know where my set fuckin’ be
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, cher
It’s Friday night
We gon’ party like Friday night never ends
We gon’ sip Effen like Friday night never ends
And you know we don’t give a fuck it’s not your birthday!
No cap, I am him, NOLA PLUG, bet

Male trap rap hip hop – menacing raspy trap, bulletproof drawl raspy, one take clean