Champagne Music

I don't think the summer ready for this one
Put the seat back, let the windows down
Ride out, champagne music

Lights flashing
Paparazzi pulls up with the camera flashing
I must be the next shit, Kardashian asses
Sweet ass cheeks, Yves Saint Laurent glasses
Champagne Music lights flashing
Paparazzi pulls up with the camera flashing
I must be the next shit, Kardashian asses
Sweet ass cheeks, Yves Saint Laurent glasses
Champagne Music

Give me a round of applause
It's all in the wrist a couple of years too
And you'll ball like this
I'm all like, kiss the diamonds on my dick
Either way you pussies envy
'cause I ball like swish and she all like
(she all like) , and we all like shit
With her funny talking ass
My little DC bitch
But little pretty girls in here
Like Wale in this bitch
But little Jiddy came through
With the A in this bitch
So you already know boy
The flow is nasty like chlamydia
And the cold saw
I fuck with Earthgang, reside in the zone for
But I'm an East side nigga, we use the chroma
I'm at your dome like
Shae's because you're fade
I'm shady because they hated
But at the end of the day
I knew I would fake and make it
They came around with the crown
And I knew I would fucking take it
Like twelve year old ass and
A forty year old rapist

Lights flashing
Paparazzi pulls up with the camera flashing
I must be the next shit, Kardashian asses
Sweet ass cheeks, Yves Saint Laurent glasses
Champagne Music lights flashing
Paparazzi pulls up with the camera flashing
I must be the next shit, Kardashian asses
Sweet ass cheeks, Yves Saint Laurent glasses
Champagne Music

I told the world I'm coming
So tighten up like a boa constrictor
I'm making my rap homicide
And you were the victim
The first forty-eight
I put two in the witnesses
And the same happen to you
If you happen to witness
I'm on this track like
(track like) yeah I'm deeper or something
And I do give a damn
Like a beaver or something
Wait, 'cause I ain't fronting
This money and weed that make
Sure that a nigga function
This is real talk
Do away with all assumptions
Baby I'm the best, from Atlanta to Jumanji
Ask Robin Williams, your uncle or your auntie
Cole in the junky, chunky
Either way I'm getting money (Uh)
Money make her come, money make me chase it
So if you get in the way, you can get a
Like potato that is baked with a steak
Or gourmet made sandwiches on a plate
Is your stomach growling over
There? It's not mine, i just ate
I'm fly so I hate tattoos, I'm 5'8"
I'm straight, go nuts like cashew
I just smoked a purp and I don't
Want to have to whack you
Niggas be acting childish
I don't want to have crack you
The one who have to pack two kisses
So I can whack two niggas
It's champagne music
What the fuck am I doing
You niggas all getting burned
So who the fuck am I screwing
I really do this, I really do this
I told you, it's champagne music

Get the waiter
Get the mo' weight Dom Perignon
Or Ace of Spades
Ha, don't forget the spot is at the top
You dig champagne Music

Lights flashing
Paparazzi pulls up with the camera flashing
I must be the next shit, Kardashian asses
Sweet ass cheeks, Yves Saint Laurent glasses
Champagne Music lights flashing
Paparazzi pulls up with the camera flashing
I must be the next shit, Kardashian asses
Sweet ass cheeks, Yves Saint Laurent glasses
Champagne Music