This is a song about "I take your time and wine wine wine"

And i'm not just saying that cause i drank a whole box of wine

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

My bars are magical like jesus turnin water to wine

Barley-wine brews and broiling brats

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Cus i'm gonna love you girl until the end of time

I wine and dine with sparkling mine, disconnect your spine,

Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time

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

Roast under a sauce of wine.

But most of the time

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

You can't solve all your problems with some weed and wine