Gold bottles, gold bottles, gold bottles, gold bottlesPlease don't get me wrong, please don't get it twistedLike a blunt or a roller, hey, choking from a businessYou rub me so hard, you swear I'm granting wishesHad 99 problems, now a couple ain't a missingI see you in the back, girl, that's mighty viciousYou gon' do you wrong, I'll show you something differentIf I held on to the past, I'd still be in the kitchenThat's my dog, that's my dog, they'll be with me when you visitDon't ask me where I've been, I get it like thatThey keep them bottles coming, Frankie put that on my deskShe know just what it is, that's why I thought we're her the mostWith the book, King James, everything, I'll goAin't worried about the past, somebody take a pictureGo on in a flash, owe me something thickerYou niggas make me laugh, she thought she gon' drinkI'll keep the bottles coming and them gold bottlesTo my haters, what's up?To my haters, what's up?To my haters, what's up?Keep the bottles coming and them gold bottlesTo my haters, what's up?I said I'm not for playing games, if you with it, then I'm with itAin't worried about much, cause the money is the missionY'all forgive me now, I'm about to do some sinningJust stacking up my dough, you know I like my cream crispyAy, Reno told me go in, she gon' let me go inNiggas say she up, but it ain't the way she told itThis work can be so cold, my heart is always frozenThey warm up to you fast, then get heated cause you chose itI'm always making movies, haters gone with the windGetting to it, getting to it, yeah, that's just the way it isYou say I make a wet, I'm going for a swim40 days and 40 nights, just to picking up the billsAin't worried about the past, somebody take a pictureGo on in the flash, owe me something thickerYou niggas make me laugh, she thirsty, gon' drink herKeep the bottles coming and them gold bottlesTo my haters, what's up?To my haters, what's up?To my haters, what's up?Keep the bottles coming and them gold bottlesTo my haters, what's up?You can find me in the bill, or somewhere in DecaturDrinkin' with the gods, parlay with AthenaStripping name is candy, I want some now and laterShe y'all in my crib tryna take off her shoe like she wanted to be my neighborThirsty, I already know, just cause the money we throwThey hopin' and wishin' I don't go and get itBut that not a business I never gon' blowAgenda is I would get more, yeah, I'm forever on goGettin' that piss very dope, my phone is still ringin'She tell me she need me regurgitin' down on the floorAin't worried about the past, somebody take a pictureGo on in the flash, owe me something thickerYou niggas make me laugh, she thirsty, gon' drink herKeep the bottles coming and them gold bottlesTo my haters, what's up?To my haters, what's up?To my haters, what's up?Keep the bottles coming and them gold bottlesTo my haters, what's up?Gold bottlesGold bottlesGold bottlesGold bottles