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mellow $avage - bottom of my cup lyrics

[intro]
cone full of cookie, mudd on the rocks
keep the 2 liters ain’t no tellin what we dropped
30 sh+lls fly when them glock 40’s pop
chasin’ after paper while i’m runnin’ from the cops
no we don’t f+ck with opps, we doing what you not
would hit buster brown after mama busted a block
see me crack a seal n+gga thats how we bottle pop
and ima keep po’in up until my casket drop
and i reach the

[hook]
bottom of my cup, bottom of my cup
i’m at the bottom of my cup, the bottom of my cup
ran up that check and f+cked it up, i’m at the end of my blunt
and i’m at the bottom of my cup, the bottom of my cup

[verse]
goin, up in smoke and they told me to breathe easy
but i had homies restin in peace before i seen 16
so ain’t sh+t sweet but that drink, purp, red, i miss pink
sippin for a$ap yams, dj screw, and pimp c
ain’t, no other feelin’ like when i’m sippin
stickin’ to the script that’s how my cup look when i’m finished
thickness witnessed when i po’ in whatever just sip it slow
percs make it mo’ betta, xans a whole ‘nother level
gas steer while i peddle, sleepin swervin round
got cleanest in the bity thats the word around
and the trap boomin so hard we need workers now
they losin’ service them n+ggas wanna be mergers now
wanna work somethin’ out, bales in so we servin’ pounds
come place ya order, divin’ in muddy waters
swamped kuz i just sipped a n+gga mortgage
more b+tches than a mormon
‘fore its empty, its more pourin’ i’ll be mournin’
if i ever reach the

[verse]
oil poured, gas lit, i prefer the playa way
smokin on some holy dope, while i sip amazing grace
made a major play now i’m thumbin and gettin face
from a badd one for goodness sake
goodness gracious, see that ass on her
i could po’ up everytime i roll the gas homie… and od
e+a n+gga so we in the game
so ima play my cards right til i’m wastin’ ace of spade
livin’ in that fast lane everyday we gettin’ paid
everyday we sippin’ mane
whippin’ foreigns feelin’ like i’m tokyo driftin’ mane
havin’ pints, havin’ party packs, bout them benjamins
its nothin’ like ya mary jane being watered by purple rain
code red… and i admit that i’m a mudd head
them bars have ya borderline dead
so i prefer to po’ the barre instead
and when i’m dead

[bridge]
bury me with a 2 liter please
a 4 po’d of that red in a tahitian treat
promethazine with codeine
i love it like p+ssy, money, and weed
and right now i’m at the

bottom of my cup, bottom of my cup
i’m at the bottom of my cup, the bottom of my cup
ran up that check and f+cked it up, i’m at the end of my blunt
and i’m at the bottom of my cup, the bottom of my cup

[outro]
bury me with a 2 liter please
a 4 po’d of that red in a tahitian treat
promethazine with codeine
i love it like p+ssy, money, and weed

bury me with a 2 liter please
a 4 po’d of that red in a tahitian treat
promethazine with codeine
i love it like p+ssy, money, and weed

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