Fine Wine Freestyle Lyrics

Gery, What the fuck up

Alright Gery

LaSupaa get the fuck off my Xbox

Alright LaSupaa

Ha, yeah

Ayy, Get rich or die trying just like five dimes

Y'all don't comprehend I gotta say this shit like five times

Time is money, got me wishing I could buy time

On my grown shit, feeling classy, sipping fine wine

Where the fuck Ruth Chris at? I'm tryna fine dine

Don't say you would if you could, bitch find time

Turnt shit around 360 in 365

3D, I see all the sides while you side-eye

Coach put me in the game, you on the sideline

I've been rapping getting to the pape, you PS5 grind

Don't do that shit unless you certain cause I might mind

Me and bro thinking just the same we got like minds

Bro fried thinking he Bruce Wayne but don't fight crime

Let me check up with the lawyer, then I might sign

Fuck an application I don't do no 9-to-5 grind

24-7 I'm chasing pape fuck 9-to-5 time

I won't stop for none, bitch I define grind

I get my weed straight from the source, fuck a pipeline

My music therapeutical, just like a night drive

I be ready to turn the fuck up when it's turn night time

Alright bitch, so where the move at?

Why the fuck you stepping on my shoes you need to move back

If we was talking in emojis, you'd be the blue cap

Smoke hitting like a strong wind I damn near blew back

Ayy

Get rich or die trying just like five dimes

Y'all don't comprehend I gotta say this shit like five times

Time is money, got me wishing I could buy time

On my grown shit, feeling classy, sipping fine wine

Where the fuck Ruth Chris at? I'm tryna fine dine

Don't say you would if you could, bitch find time

Turnt shit around 360 in 365

3D, I see all the sides while you side-eye

Coach put me in the game, you on the sideline

I've been rapping getting to the pape, you PS5 grind

Don't do that shit unless you certain cause I might mind

Me and bro thinking just the same we got like minds