Fine Wine

Fendi shortsleeves they falling in
Balenciaga on me got my balance in
Sipping fine wine

Being honest this music like religion
Rap on beats don't mean I ain't Christian

Hit me up like kyi gimme a feature
Immortal not yo mate you can go and check the figures

From afar see them shawty's still linger
They want a piece of me but ah ain't even raise a finger

Ginger bread man ah always got good taste
Girls salivating they don't want me to go waste

Don't forget I'm like fine wine
Always on ma prime
You can come and dine

Aye
Look am still shinning
Bring in your praises
I'm never spoiling
Even on bad days non-alcoholic
Still got you tipsy

Cuz I do not fuck with that sweet shit
Yeah ah leave a bad taste
Good girls I do not fuck with that sweet shit

Still tripping just listen
Look i do not fuck with that sweet shit

You staying bitter
Then ah just bit her
She said you nice
Buh she know I'm sweeter
You should just thank me
Your girl she a cheater
I know a gold digger
When ah do see her

She want quality huh ah can't blame her
They see the crown get wet like a river

Fendi shortsleeves they falling in
Balenciaga on me got my balance in
Sipping fine wine
Fine wine

Rich but mah looks are minimal
Refined but still original
Like fine wine

Yeah

She called me pappi I ain't sipping on no champagne
No celebrations till we topping on this game

So much money I won't spend it on a gold chain
So much gravity on me I'm a heavyweight

Never on time early or late
Tryna feed me talent I already ate
Yeah I told you that the music would be worth wait

Ain't no time to waste, so we double up

Yeah
We ain't holding up
Till we blown up
Told the shawty go to bed phone's
Going off

Yeah I'm out with the guys and we ain't showing up

Clean glasses really sippin fine wine
Never lost a brother not one left behind

Said you want a plate with us you could come and dine
Nobody got you like the fam when you ain't got a dime

Fendi shortsleeves they falling in
Balenciaga on me got my balance in sipping fine wine
Fine wine

Rich but mah looks are minimal
Refined but still original
Like fine wine

There's still alot of me to sip in
Fresh of the freshest vine that's deep in the yard

Every bar that I drop will sink in
Like water on your skin you did'nt clean

I am
The definition of a nigga that'll bring it every time
As frequent as a waiter that's working up Double time

Having a different look to his face different food on his tray
Never ever hear em say they getting used to me eii

Getting rid of the arguments get rid of debates
These niggas still falling for the traps that I lay

When I make em feel there's chance to compete yeah
And end the contest fore it starts with a beat yeah

I'd get a pat on my shoulders after every event
But my shoulders too high and it'll take more than stretch

I carry em higher than how weed carries the mind
Cause my rythm slips in the vein like a Python's attack

Fendi shortsleeves they falling in
Balenciaga on me got my balance in sipping fine wine
Fine wine

Rich but mah looks are minimal
Refined but still original
Like fine wine

Yeah yeah eeeh
Fine wine