Whiskey & Coke

Yeah, I took shots, only ass whiskey and coke Beating out my liver, see I feel em down my throat I drink it cause I'm nervous, cause today I got my court It's easy not to face it, but I'll die for sure The charges said, and evidence that incriminates LB's most wanted and the city only came to place When I gas out, no mercy to my enemies That's the shit I did, man, since I was a young MC No way that you'll get rid of me, it's rejection Electricity in my flow, it's so flawless Look into my murder scenes, I'm in that Reaper shit When it comes to kill a bitch, somebody tell A$AP I'm on that Rocky shit, and it's a bad world And I'm a mad man, you got the wrong comic You won't see Batman, so when I hit this Y'all better hit the deck, I kick the pistol world Light a fluid, poison, spit I want no whiskey, no whiskey in my coke So, before I die, man, I want to eat in style A fresh steak with a side of a wine Showered and run with some sweet apple pie And with a nice bitch that knows how to lie Cause I'm way too good, yeah, I said I'm way too good I was busy reading books and forgot about the hood Cause I'd rather live in riches than to die without a roof And I won't talk money cause I got nothing to prove But the day will come, and it'll be a shootout My mental is so focused, promising to dig out This is my start, no way that I'ma reset And to the wild we go, don't be afraid, kid For these margaritas, for these bella senoritas Cause when they say all my name, I swear to God I love Latinas When they say coffee, come over, I can tell she wants my business That bitch is what I love, and you can quote this So, turn the AC on, even though it's winter Cause I'm heating up that dragon fire, breathe up My shit's sweet, and yours came in too bitter Love to some city, man, I came to deliver I want my whiskey, my whiskey in my cup I want my whiskey, my whiskey in my cup I want my whiskey, my whiskey in my cup I want my whiskey, my whiskey in my cup Yeah, they ask me, hey, Chris, do you got this And boy, I do got it, why y'all thought this was for practice Latin is my heritage, I love it with a passion And they used to laugh at me, cause I have a heavy accent Know what I mean, jelly bean Blood in and blood out, who could forget that dirty scene Bump into that Wu-Tang, all about the cream My city got real talent, now you know who is the king I'm pulling out my cup, smoking every ounce And if that bitch don't want me, tap that ass and tell her bounce Tell Jimmy where I'm headed and to meet me by my house I'm bout to drop some heat while I'm sitting on the couch Don't cut me with that reel, ain't no time to chill Getting bitches on way wetter than Navy Seals If this was the drive, you could bet I'd be a steal Cause I'm a do me, don't give a f*ck of how you feel, for real