Pinot Grigio

I just grabbed a 40 2 reds sweets at the store
Thinking bout this party should I slide or ignore
I hit up my homies
Shit they ready to score
Well me get myself I jumped right out the door
I'm cruising down Forbes
I just Made a left on gist
I'll lose my lighter but this pimpin something I won't forget
They was waving banners yelling
Some of em thought i would miss
I feel like Jordan vs mutombmo
Close my eyes for the swish
I click on like a switch
I get gone wit my bitch
Didn't wanna hit the room
We got it on in the whip
Yea everyday
This everyday shit
Just know the niggas down the way
Ain't nothin to play wit
Don't tell me yo bitches
Just tell me what's the plan
I was tryna get it in
They like oh it's him again
They like oh it's him again
This not 50 but
I'm hated my to many men
Them bitches love it
They like thank you please
Come again
Trying not to crap out
Because a nigga bout to roll again
I like hoes who roll wit friends
Tell em come right over then
All sobers come to ends (Yeah)
Just spoke to unc the other day
Said he was proud of a nigga
It wasn't much but
Shit it ain't no way my could get bigger
Now I'm clocking in figures
Told my girl watch her figure
I like em how I roll my blunts you know
Just a lil thicker
She keep blowing my phone
I told her honey I'm home
I won't tell you bout no shit
You know that I don't condone
I did a couple dirty deeds
Shit I knew I was wrong
Now I'm tryna right em
Guess that's why I'm penning this song
I know that money bring some evils
You have never seen
And women come around because they see the bling
Just focus on ya self
Keep a steady team
One thing that's for certain
When I say this everything is green



Credits
Writer(s): Duvon Wiley
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