Bottles

One two three four How many bottles on my floor One two three four How many models at my door I don't even want to talk to them no more But they always scream for more One two three four How many bottles on my floor Pour one for the guys by my side The ones back when I had no ride Why the f*ck you always got to lie Bitch you couldn't even tell the time Now I'm getting fame now you on my line God damn bitch I don't wanna play no game Took me a lot to get to the fame Looking at you like bitch you is the same And same for the niggas if you ain't making money get out my face Lately not giving a f*ck I've just been drinking too much One two three four How many bottles on my floor One two three four How many models at my door I don't even want to talk to them no more But they always scream for more One two three four How many bottles on my floor Oh oh You trying to be friends but that can't happen Oh oh I do you like the money that I been spending And I throw it all away Knew another bitch would never go and change So I go out my way Make my money today Just some young reckless kids And we tryna get paid And same for the niggas if you ain't making money get out my face Lately not giving a f*ck I've just been drinking too much One two three four How many bottles on my floor One two three four How many models at my door I don't even want to talk to them no more Because they need attention God damn bitch I need redemption Why always talk when you never listen One two three four How many bottles on my floor One two three four How many models at my door I don't even want to talk to them no more But they always scream for more One two three four How many bottles on my floor