Clicquot

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, ah She out to eat, ah You got a vibe to remember He got a heat like the summer, hm (Wheler Beatz) He got a heat, yeah [Chorus] She like to ride in the rental She got a vibe to remember That boy, he a liar, pretender My lil' nigga keep that fire in December One in a million, and mind like a Jenner She's so fine, I'ma bend her Clicquot on my designer Beast mode, need a reminder? Tonight, I brought a bag on me Somebody say somethin' to me? See, I make residual plays You lookin' for somethin' for free Don't want no Plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired On my way up to the finish line All I ever see are frenemies Ain't nobody wanna pick a side [Verse] Just keep the focus on the money, yeah Palm-size for security, huh Cook it like Annie Mae, uh, lookin' for purity See, the opposition don't bother me, uh-uh My niggas feed the streets, uh-huh See, I already said it, I gotta get it I had to hustle to get me this settled I got picked up by the feds in the alley I had a bitch, she told me I'm her daddy I can't believe the bitch left me abandoned If you move smarter, you could go farther than ever See, if you my dawg, then we gon' fall together, yeah Might get a house in the Bay I'ma do that for the hell of it, dawg, huh She wanted the face For all the people who said I'm irrelevant, dawg Pussy ass be with Connects, yeah, I know who sent 'em Yeah, yeah, she ain't got no waist Want be a dancer, yeah Took her to the A, she fell in love with Atlanta Yeah, Dior for the day These niggas can't understand us Yeah, you stay in your place My nigga ain't got no manners Yeah, if you got a eight, huh, four, heavy metal [Chorus] She like to ride in the rental She got a vibe to remember That boy, he a liar, pretender My lil' nigga keep that fire in December One in a million, and mind like a Jenner She's so fine, I'ma bend her Clicquot on my designer Beast mode, need a reminder? Tonight, I brought a bag on me Somebody say somethin' to me? See, I make residual plays You lookin' for somethin' for free Don't want no Plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired On my way up to the finish line All I ever see are frenemies Ain't nobody wanna pick a side [Outro] I got a couple mouths to feed Even though they ain't feed me none They probably thinkin' they outed me Because I'm overseas too much But I never see you Nina turn niggas to seafood It's for my fans, not to please you Look out for Caviar Dreams 2 Huh, you dig? Look out for Caviar Dreams 2 Huh, you dig?