This is a song about "Vineyard vines"

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Wicked lines thicker than vines, sicker than despicable signs

They're spending time on the vines n' the other hypes in culture

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

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

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Coast of martha's vineyard drinking hennessy

There is a light that shines

Through all of the grape vines

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money