YG - Bottle Service lyrics

Mustard on the beat, ho

I'm that nigga, that motherfucking nigga
Nigga
I'm that nigga, that motherfucking nigga
My bitch that bitch
She that motherfucking bitch
She got her own shit, natural, pretty
Slim thick
I'm that nigga, that motherfucking nigga
Nigga
I'm that nigga, that motherfucking nigga
My bitch that bitch
She that motherfucking bitch
She got her own shit, natural, pretty
Slim thick

You madder than a bitch 'cause
A nigga glowed up
I'm in a 'Ventador, this is not a Lambo truck
I ain't the only one lit
My whole clique run it up
You want a G for free?
For free? What the fuck? (What the fuck?)

I'm tired of these broke ass
Niggas standin' at the table
They wanna pull up and fuck with the bitches
But they ain't buying no bottles
Nigga, buy some motherfucking bottles
You broke-ass nigga

I can't stand a broke nigga
I can't stand a broke bitch
Five bands, ain't all-ones
I just threw a whole fit
I'ma whole boss nigga, I keep me a boss bitch
I write it down on paper
Then I check it off the list
All day, I'm running plays, running plays
I'm running plays
Ain't got time to clean the house, bitch
I got a maid
I came to make a movie, lil' bitch
I think I'm Blade i'm a movie star
Tell the promoter I need a raise
I don't talk in circles, no, this not a maze
I just fucked a bad bitch, ooh, I'm in a daze
No, I'm not a water boy, nigga
I'm in the game
Put some money on your head, twenty piece
Chump change nigga

Hell nah, hell nah, nigga
Move the fuck out the motherfucking way
I'm tryna get to the niggas with the bag
I'm tryna get flewed out
And not like that, but you look
Like you ain't flyin' out shit, nigga

Pull up in a drop top, Uber
They ain't even hot she was a good girl
But I turned her to a thot
Right pocket is a knot
Left pocket hold a Glock
You can be the next 50, nigga
Take these nine shots
You always got somethin' bad to say
You a hater you niggas penny pinching, man
I'm itching for that paper
I want a big crib, glass floors, elevator
I like that in-house pussy like Flava Flava
You in that baby mama Benz
That is not a stunt
You swear you doing somethin', man
Your head is corrupt
Get you a nigga like me, bitch, I'm what's up
I just had to take her to brunch
She let me fuck

You talkin' like you got
The motherfucking check
But is you cuttin' it?
Nigga, that's your motherfucking
Homeboy's section, nigga
Talkin' all that shit with a G-Shock on
Got your phone out, recordin'
Like a bitch, nigga, put your phone down

Came through with a hunnid niggas with me
I'm a leader
If he say he about to shoot the shit up
You better believe him
I'm a dog, I'm a lion, I'm a fucking hyena
Got it out the mud
You can't get dirty 'cause you a diva
Lil' Boosie in the speaker
So you know I don't give no fucks
YG hit your bitch, I really hit it
Wasn't luck the war cost money, nigga
Get your dollars up i'm buyin' handguns
Choppers and bulletproof trucks
Still standin' ten years plus
I really do this
Pull your hair, hit it from the back
I really do this diamonds dancing
Got these bitches jumpin' to conclusions
"YG ain't got a bag", Bitch, is you stupid?

What kinda car you drivin', nigga?
What kinda bitches is you fucking?
I'm a top notch bitch and
I like top notch shit
You better get your bag together, lil' nigga