Garcia Bottega Lyrics – LiveRAW GBT
Singer: LiveRAW GBT
Title: Garcia Bottega
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
This kush is the finest, unlimited flavors
That cash in rotation, unlimited savings
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
This kush is the finest, unlimited flavors
That cash in rotation, unlimited savings
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
Childish #ss b#tches better act they age
My backwood full of cherry, like a pacman stage
I been hustling for days, let that girl scout blaze
Call me when you get them coins like a damn arcade
Cell phones banging hard, it’s hundreds on the line
These n#gg#s shooters, missing shots like drummond at the linе
The stones rocky b, thesе n#gg#s off that molly b
I’m rolling quality, the desert ain’t as hot as me
I’m rolling quality, the desert ain’t as hot as me
My denim stitched properly, that’s why she topping me
Them blue strips like police, that’ll have you copping sh#t
No worry, i’m 30 curry, i ain’t bouta miss
They raps straps, they ain’t shooting when it’s personal
They bussing in the air, they little uzi’s vertical
That chopper in bold letters, i got the darkest text
Got on my grind and started building like a architect
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
This kush is the finest, unlimited flavors
That cash in rotation, unlimited savings
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
This kush is the finest, unlimited flavors
That cash in rotation, unlimited savings
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
Caddi cruising smooth, never going fast
The speedometer needle reading 40 on the dash
n#gg#s say they hustling, but how long will it last
When they look up, they done spent all that money on some #ss
Had to x out all my local thoughts so i can live the cali life
Please don’t interrupt me while i work to get my family right
Weak connections got you lagging n#gg#, body bag a n#gg#
He ain’t get the picture, so i guess i gotta tag a n#gg#
Yo woman is too choosey, i bet she wanna do me
We got her in the hotel suite puffing on f.a ruby
Garcia vegas and bombay shots make her wanna f#ck me
Cuz in a minute, she bouta take her clothes off abruptly
But it’s ok, we let her clown, we ain’t bout to touch her
Only weak n#gg#s get em pissy drunk, just to f#ck her
I never get high on my own supply, just hop in the ride
Let’s shoot to the sky, i’m balling, no lie
Came in the game with confidence, i ain’t got sh#t to lose
Rough path, i expected to come out with a bruise
Like a cub in a den full of lions, got sh#t to prove
But along the way, i learned my lesson, gotta keep my cool
Not good at math, so i can’t count a sucker in
If you phony, then i tell you, it ain’t no need to pretend
Look up in the sky at my grandma, all i can do is grin
No you not a man just because you got hair on yo chin
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
This kush is the finest, unlimited flavors
That cash in rotation, unlimited savings
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
This kush is the finest, unlimited flavors
That cash in rotation, unlimited savings
Garcia, garcia, bottega, bottega
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