This is a song about "Wine wine wune"

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

Fine girls with fine asses sipping on some nice wine

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

Flipping im outta my mind tripping on acid and wine,

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

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

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Nas told me life's a bitch

Aging like wine, just check my vintage

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Y’all talk about your wine chill and your beer cold,

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

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line