Rossi Wine — текст песни

Sippin on that Rossi Wine

Puffin turtle feelin fine

Its just me, myself and I

All I need to free my mind

Nigga, nigga (Im Out’chea) nigga, nigga, nigga (Im Out’chea)

Puffin turtle feelin fine

Sippin Carlo Rossi Wine

Its just me, myself and I

All I need to free my mind

Nigga, nigga (Im Out’chea) nigga, nigga, nigga (Im Out’chea)

Yeah, Uh, don’t worry bout whats in my cup

Sippin on that purple stuff and I ain’t talkin syrup bruh

Carlo Rossi wine, Burgundy, ask about Droop-E

I guarantee your bitches heard about me with the urgency

She just wanna suck success, smoke turtle

We call it turtle 'cause it’s green and it makes you move slow

Donatello, green or purple ain’t no suckas' in my circle

Money on my mental, heavy on my grizzle

This ain’t a movie, they’ll rob you for your Dinero

In the middle of the Warzone I be on

Sippin on a big bottle of that burgundy

Mutha’fuck yo styrofoam

Big barrel, baritone

And It sound like Barry White

And it boom like an eight-o-eight

Turn yo' ass to a parasite

On the freeway I rock to the snare

Don’t get me out my loop my nigga

A bad bitch I ride with a pair

Like the fruit my nigga

The paparazzi gone shoot my nigga

But I don’t pay em' no attention, Im a put em' in detention

Head of the class, head in the e-class with the tint missin'

You said, I know that you said

More company? I probably don’t need it

Top of the line wine, Carlos Rossi

Cause I’m on some of that

Top of the line wine, Carlos Rossi