This is a song about "Champagne in the house"

Here i go again, falling in love again

Shouldn't give up and be burned in the house and claim

That he can't obtain. like a black man in campaigne, sip champagne.

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Champagne in my tummy i won't ashame my mommy

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

You want a big house cz your living in the street

Champagne is on the house, cocaine is in your mouth, your neck is knotted

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

From the projects to the penthouse

She only love me when i be ignoring

House gets raided at 3 in the morning