Bottled up at the club
I put acid on my c#m now my kids trippin
Bottled up not a cup
Don’t wanna tell you so I hide my feelings
Mo bottles, mo bottles
Don’t talk to me I’m not a f#ckin role model
Don’t talk I’m not a taco
You lookin for beef turn you to an enchillada
Mo bottles, mo bottles
Don’t talk to me I’m not a f#ckin role model
Fill em up wit emotions
Broken to pieces so I’m sippin on a potion
I be sippin on that potion
And it got me trippin, I’m like oh sh#t
Hunnid racks in the safe, let it open
Put my kids on her face, just like lotion
Bop, bop, bop wit a Glock, I’m not key
Took ya b#tch to my crib, uh she a fiend
Play her like guitar, I’m a rockstar
I don’ really f#ck wit nobody, they not me
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Marto Lyrics – Club
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