Dark Liquor

What they askin' Pick a passion Is it partyin'? Is it fashion? All the colors on my clothes get the clashin' We gon' come up in your spot like the task force I don't settle but I'm settled in my ways In the party, it be dark, but I'm still gon' wear my shades Cause it's f*ck you Sippin' on that dark I'm just doin' what I must do Slurrin' when I talk Rearview camera when I park Got a hood bitch She gon' cut you, I told her not to Baby chill off, if it ain't money talk Then I'm gon' peel off We on a money train I will not get off Don't swear to God if you ain't serious Shawty put that shit on period Siri, what's the weather like? It's rainin' checks, we clearin' it Show ya how to move, but I learn that off experience Burn rubber marks on the streets and we be tearin' shit It ain't always easy-peasy, keep my wits about me Keep my sense about me She said do not call no more, but she still stress about me We in the, we in the trenches, huh We in your mentions, huh Come to my crib for what? You got me fucked up You high off the pills and smokin' the krills So you don't know what's what You not drivin' a scat pack You just hop on the bus bus Get to talkin', I clap back Baby, shakin' that ass with her friends On the table like Blackjack, ah Point out your friends and I'm gon' tell you if you gon' be rich or not Show you the ins and outs, yeah Beginnin' to end the plots This shit is too breezy DM if you need me But don't be too needy Or get in between me