This is a song about "Fine wine"

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Nigga watch how i wine and design you

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

And now these hoes are on my line

Sippin on that high class bottle of that fine red wine

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

Flying fine ese, here's wine as dressing time divine

Let me put my funk on this one time

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

Looked back in time, saw all the pain next to mommas wine

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

From sipping all of this red wine

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir