[Verse 1: Carmine] I used to push boards Couldn't afford no shit 'cause we were piss poor Now I piss more, expensive ass liquor than you wish for At this point, damn mama, I got some fans mama I'm still your little boy but to them I'm the man mama Don't listen to what these fools say They be talking like it do pay They be broker than cocaine smokers on the 2nd and 16th I'm where money makes some interest and the interest makes 'em fonder It'll put a pond in my back yard and I'll sit there and just ponder Like Biggie on that speed boat with a smaller budget Everybody wanna hold a dollar I'm like "No, you can hold a grudge and Hold some luggage", yea Get the fuck from where you from and Then we can talk like after 9 when my minutes are free and I'm passing time just sipping [Hook: Carmine & Christine Veronica] Sipping on some shit that they wanna save Fucking with a bitch, I don't know her name The bottles all open The bottles all open 'Cause we putting out some shit that they wanna play The team is All Us and you know it babe The bottles all open The bottles all open [Verse 2: Carmine] Mmm baby, you got me going The gold foil ripped off, the weather channel said it's pouring The allure and horsing around in Ralph Lauren Porsche'n around in my dreams darling You keep the seats warm and I keep the drinks potent Misplaced the keys that I'm holding My time machine was stolen Some empty pockets, empty pockets, in these jeans I'm folding I wonder what these clouds feel like when you're up there falling But I got hundreds lining my jacket Got faces inside of my mattress Her face is pushed down on my mattress I'm living like this shit is average We been dreaming 'bout this for years Like going to school for a bachelors For us to sign a deal, that shit would be hustling backwards Let's 50/50 chop it up, BBC cottoned up The hustle's still the same but the dishes starting to pile up We eating, gum soles like they missing teeth and Everybody in my ear I'm wondering what's the secret, while I'm [Hook: Carmine & Christine Veronica] Sipping on some shit that they wanna save Fucking with a bitch, I don't know her name The bottles all open The bottles all open 'Cause we putting out some shit that they wanna play The team is All Us and you know it babe The bottles all open The bottles all open
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