Fine Wine Ziyaad Luceo

[Intro]

[Hook]
I think I had enough
Them drugs just fuck me up
I swear I had enough
People just fuck me up
I’ve been pourin’ up
Puffin’ my Indica
Dodgin’ the fake love
Fuck all the fake love

[Verse 1]
Just something to start the night
Move correct in the moonlight
I ain’t looking for no fight
But if something don’t feel right
Me and the bros, we don’t play nice
I’d rather be out of sight
’Til I come knock out your lights
(Lights, lights)
Twenty-Eight on me, I’m coolin’
Red and blue pills, I’m boolin’
We see through you, who you foolin’?
Keep in your lane, I’ll stay in mine
Fuck on your bitch, I’ll fuck on mine
I ain’t got no fucking time
Gotta age this cash like fine wine
Yeah, likе fine wine
Gotta age this cash likе fine wine
Like fine, yeah
Like fine wine, ugh
Like fine wine