Wine Tasting Xavy Rusan

[Intro]
Aye, look

[Chorus]
Blunt blowin' at the vineyard, taste of wine on my lips
Bad baby by my side, put some wine in her hips
Yeah, my gold ticker flicker, I'm on time wit' this shit
If I'm never doin' nothin', I'm gon' shine in this bitch
Sucka duckin' at the vineyard, taste of wine on my lips
Bad baby by my side, put some wine in her hips
I be movin' with the movement, I don't mind gettin' rich
If I'm never doin' nothin', I'm gon' shine in this bitch (Aye, aye, look)

[Verse]
I've been blowin' Dutchies just to keep my head level
Workin' double, tryna double up my bread lеvel
Speak a word of wisdom, I could resurrеct the dead
This is only for the legends, I'ma put the rest to bed
I just hit the scene clean, fresher than a ice breaker
Chances for advances, I'm a real dice shaker
Chillin' by the gulf, I'm chewin' on this Tex-Mex
Sippin' margarita, prolly get some neck next
Very little effort and I'm still the best dressed
Just remembered I was chosen, and it made me less stressed
Niggas ain't cool, so we ain't cool wit' 'em
Marchin' to my own beat, I got good rhythm
I know where I'm headed, they ain't gotta gimme credit
Er'body think they great, I really meant it when I said it
I've been in the trenches, niggas couldn't come around there
Way we broke the internet, you think we usin' malware
Think I'm scared of you? I prolly got hell waitin'
Tell the laws, "Those are not my shell casings"
I've been at the venue listenin' to smooth jazz
See these niggas gettin' thinner, better make yo' food last
I've been thinnin' out my circle, gettin' thicker in the wallet
Knowin' I'm the greatest, don't care what you niggas call it
Makin' chess moves, I've been higher than a jet wing
Crossin' off my goals, then it's on to the next thing