Dreamville & Lute – Like Wine Lyrics
Artist: Dreamville & Lute
Song: Like Wine
It’s ice cold
b#tch it’s no problem, you see how they squad up [?]
I got forty deep at the tele
Block it got hotter, my n#gg# got caught up
I told him “Just reach for your celly”
I’m in the bank and I go to the office
b#tch, I don’t go speak to no teller
That b#tch [?]
I got a black with Nutella
I feel like white macadamia
I’m just a player, I can’t do no better
b#tch, it ain’t sh#t you could tell us
Copped the V and it’s Aquafina
Inside same color Tapatío in time
Seen Bassy grow, now I’m in prime
Seen Bassy glow, now I’m in Times Square
Look at me, you might find what you get if you had taken your time there
Going all next summer, still on my climb
No longer wonder what I might find
Rather cherish how my n#gg#s tell it
$50K I take ’em all to Paris
$60K, I take ’em all to Georgia
Life’s a b#tch but I still bought her roses
For the still breathin’ if it’s off your shoulders
Bless the burdens ’cause they broaden my shoulders
Got God in my corner
Coming they clear, some orange tones
I know haters abundant, I don’t feel ’em none
I been numb to them n#gg#s like Cortisone
Bassy the builder, the corner stone
If my n#gg# in a jam I put a hundred bands up
Ain’t serve it underhand
Loyalty, that’s all we need, they’ll never understand us
They’ll never understand
How do you save a man from himself? You gon’ need help
You gon’ need ‘Bron, you gon’ need Jada
You gon’ need Phelps
Summer breeze, this summer be the release get hit
The bricks get stacked
You’s a rider, don’t get jacked
Zuzu life, you knew knew that
So if my n#gg# in a jam I bet the gun won’t jam up
If they ask me who the shooter than we all gon’ stand up
Then I pull off on my warrior [?]
If you kill ’em, got to kill me too, and that’s what we call love
Oh sh#t!
Got eyes on that kid, he can die any minute
And he ride for the city (woo)
He ain’t worried bout no big got a clip in his lap and he ride with the Remi’ (oh)
Momma try pray for the baby but the baby gon’ crazy and the baby gon’ spread ya, yuh
Claimin’ you a thug, you a gangsta, you ride with a killa’ but it ain’t one with you
Try me I send the ocean to your city
Show me just where you’re broke and let me kiss it
Here go my shoulder if you need a visit
[?] within fifteen minutes
Going in, I be reaching at your throat
I’m a big bad wolf to the f#ckin’ goat
OZ, if they really want the smoke
Rabbit, baby girl, it ain’t the toe
If my n#gg# in a jam I put a hundred bands up
Ain’t serve it underhand
Loyalty, that’s all we need, they’ll never understand us
They’ll never understand
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Release Year: 2022