Letra de Don Julio 70
Ours, ours (It's ours?)
Yeah, keep on, ayy, it's ours (Ayy)
So just leave, just leave that, just leave that breathin' and then
Yeah, keep on, ayy, it's ours (Ayy)
So just leave, just leave that, just leave that breathin' and then
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, look, look how I start, look how I kick it off, though
Thank you, Fre$h Lord
This my first time sippin'
Don Julio 70
Still pour without measuring, my soul fresh, that's heavenly, uh
Don Julio 70
Streets watchin' in 7D, each Glock come with seventeen, uh
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
I'm like three Chief Keefs, fuck up out my face, you ain't gang, gang (Uh)
Emancipation Proclamation, slaves to the paper, mane
It's ironic the chain hang, big rocks clashin' like Jay and Dame
'Bout to re on the yay, R.I.P. Act, it's tequila today
Needless to say, I'm really a scientist
That's related to Drankenstein, it's alive
Ha-ha-ha, trap still jumpin', come by my spot
All my life, I been on my grizzly, got 12 on me, but I'm not Ja
Nigga, get it around on that side
Don Julio 70
This flow's grown in the Medellín, L.A. to Chi-Town, Pat Beverley, uh
Don Julio 70
I'm who your ho messaging, she get the baby shower, no registry, uh
Bang, bang, bang, Pops Witherspoon
Sold crack out my mom's living room
Up and down the track like an interlude
Still in the hood like an inner tube
Sneaker in this bitch, women tennis shoe
Givenchy, Jimmy Choo, yeah, lil' nigga, I said it
Cash on deck, but niggas got credit
All my opps deaded, shotty prosthetic
Took my third leg all in her head
Off of them meds, no insurance
Now she gotta wait to see me
Get you some patience, sweetie
Like Diamonté, ándale
No te preocupes, we geekin', you won't need no chaser when drinkin' this
Don Julio 70
Hoes call me bae, no Chesapeake, got blanco, got ebonies, uh
Don Julio 17
Nigga, don't you mean 70? Goddamn, Soul, that's on me
I don't need nothin' else to drink, the way I feel right now
Oh man, I'm 'bout to text my ex somethin' that I should never send
Nigga, nigga, then you better leave
Oh shit, I'm on my way out
Yeah, yeah, look, look how I start, look how I kick it off, though
Thank you, Fre$h Lord
This my first time sippin'
Don Julio 70
Still pour without measuring, my soul fresh, that's heavenly, uh
Don Julio 70
Streets watchin' in 7D, each Glock come with seventeen, uh
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
I'm like three Chief Keefs, fuck up out my face, you ain't gang, gang (Uh)
Emancipation Proclamation, slaves to the paper, mane
It's ironic the chain hang, big rocks clashin' like Jay and Dame
'Bout to re on the yay, R.I.P. Act, it's tequila today
Needless to say, I'm really a scientist
That's related to Drankenstein, it's alive
Ha-ha-ha, trap still jumpin', come by my spot
All my life, I been on my grizzly, got 12 on me, but I'm not Ja
Nigga, get it around on that side
Don Julio 70
This flow's grown in the Medellín, L.A. to Chi-Town, Pat Beverley, uh
Don Julio 70
I'm who your ho messaging, she get the baby shower, no registry, uh
Bang, bang, bang, Pops Witherspoon
Sold crack out my mom's living room
Up and down the track like an interlude
Still in the hood like an inner tube
Sneaker in this bitch, women tennis shoe
Givenchy, Jimmy Choo, yeah, lil' nigga, I said it
Cash on deck, but niggas got credit
All my opps deaded, shotty prosthetic
Took my third leg all in her head
Off of them meds, no insurance
Now she gotta wait to see me
Get you some patience, sweetie
Like Diamonté, ándale
No te preocupes, we geekin', you won't need no chaser when drinkin' this
Don Julio 70
Hoes call me bae, no Chesapeake, got blanco, got ebonies, uh
Don Julio 17
Nigga, don't you mean 70? Goddamn, Soul, that's on me
I don't need nothin' else to drink, the way I feel right now
Oh man, I'm 'bout to text my ex somethin' that I should never send
Nigga, nigga, then you better leave
Oh shit, I'm on my way out
