Fine Wine RXKNephew & Harry Fraud (Ft. Valee)

[Chorus: Valee]
Sedan with the new paint job, it's matte— look pastel (Paint job)
Pull up in [?] fast, I’m mm mm as hell (Yeah)
I bought David Yurman and some for her as well (For my bitch)
Fuck that bitch, and send her right back home like that's mail
I got some exotic, yours don’t smell like that smell (Exotic)
My bitch shiny like epoxy, yours don't do this that well
Show her sixty thousand, she gon' come out her shell
I got some new Balmain, but act like it’s on sale (You're a wizard, Harry)

[Verse: RXKNephew]
She said she don't want dick, she said she a lil' shy
I'm like, "I'm not your sugar daddy, don't accuse me of that guy"
I might blow that bag, that might be my demise
It's six stoves off in this bitch, it look like Five Guys
Dark skin, booty thick, her attitude crazy
She like, "Get the fuck out New York," I'm like, "Girl, your ass crazy"
This ain't no grabba, fronto leaf, girl, my bag crazy
I'm in the Benz, BQE, ten thousand on me
Lil' bitch from Williamsburg, that bitch be wildin’ on me
She bought me ACG's, and bought a pair of Prada for me
I line it up, where it's at? She went and got it for me
She thick as shit, bring no drama and no problems for me
I seen the plug, I took my bitch, I bought a his and hers
I don't want that Bally shit, bitch, I need him and her
They can see I'm off that ‘gnac the way I bend the curve
Bitch, I can't feel my face, look like I'm drinkin’ purp
Bitch, I'm fresh as hell, what the hell you thought?
Bitch, you window shoppin’, what the hell you bought?
Bitch, you out there fishin’, what the hell you caught?
Walk up out that Gucci store, they like, "Neph, what the fuck you bought?"
What the hell you bought? And where you been?
When you hit the town, what you 'bout to send?
It's on my mind, I just can't forget
I'ma keep on poppin’ shit, every day talk my shit