This is a song about "Girl for fine as red wine"

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

Sippin on that high class bottle of that fine red wine

She #drove me like a race won, i #run #over, with some red wine

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

And he, what's his name, earl

You get paid for that girl

U may not see it but girl so damn fine

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

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

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Use your mom's underwear as a bib at red lobster

They all start feeling sorry for you crying with big red eyes

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Two ties and a loss, this is my time to shine, confidence combined with fine wine.

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time