This is a song about "Grape drink"

Next time the silly bitch might put poison in my drink.

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

The fourth one, i like to kick around

I want to drink my sadness down

I heard through the grape vines that you really thought you had a shot

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

I will drink your ashes

Don’t you be holding back, your love

I put potent things in his glass when i poured a drink

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Through all of the grape vines

All the time with this glock of mines

But he don't rule a thing

Drink this , it keeps you flying