Tables

Chronic same color as a frog turd

Have a nigga looking dumb, sorta like an awkward

Violence, I blow violent, I'm so fly, I'm auto pilot

What I wipe for that usa, like it is like Miley Cyrus

And I ride, I bounce, I roll up out of nouns

That sticky icky green

That will have you sleep all on your couch

Then I'm standing on one

Got them bottles with no labels

Bitches taken off they heels

Now they standing the tables

Now I'm standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Pouring champagne on them

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Pouring champagne on them

50k's of rosie nigga, watch the club get stupid

Like kobe pictures

Your bitch shows me like goldie bitches

Coco siroc's in my livers

Shawty dropping low like some strippers

I need another drink now,

Sat on my phone, hit my bitch on speed dial

By accident, now she mad as shit

But I ain't picking up the phone for the hell of it

100 large on that new panorama

Did your bitch like I did 20 in the slammer

Not sticker, then strippers, in Atlanta

Niggas fickle, I sickle, all my hands up

And I ride, I bounce, I roll up out of nouns

That sticky icky green

That will have you sleep all on your couch

Then I'm standing on one

Got them bottles with no labels

Bitches taken off they heels

Now they standing the tables

Now I'm standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Pouring champagne on them

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Pouring champagne on them

Yo, I turn this bitch into a rain forest

I tell your bitch to get your chain for us

And some chicks to get the brain for us

Work it out, train for us

Twist the trees, then I'm gonna twist your knees

Grip the squeeze, swisher weed,

Then I'm a ring some leafs

Bitches what I'm seeing be

Malicia g, g, g, g

You nitting on, you know I got your woman on my sleeve

Let's just keep 100, gonna keep it 1000

And she like the way I'm flowing

So her mouth is now my fountain

If she pounding then we bouncing

Smoking loud with my accountant

Plan to make that paper higher

Than a mountain on a mountain

And I ride, I bounce, I roll up out of nouns

That sticky icky green

That will have you sleep all on your couch

Then I'm standing on one

Got them bottles with no labels

Bitches taken off they heels

Now they standing the tables

Now I'm standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Pouring champagne on them

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Standing on the tables,

Pouring champagne on them