Rosé

[Chorus: Young Jordan] She don't drink chardonnay, she drinking rosé, uh, yeah Icy nigga, need a couple bands when I show face, uh Basquiat drip, paint a picture when it’s in my lane, uh Car cost 'bout four hundred, why they ask why I spin in the Wraith Floral garments on me look like some drapes Chanel double C's on me, can’t catch no case Cartier your handcuffs, you stuck with me, bae Say rose gold your color diamonds Drip, nigga, they gon' televise it [Verse 1: Young Jordan] If I got a shot then you know I'm fine Call some shooters, tell 'em never mind Hella hoes, I got hella vibes Lot of money coming like I'm taking tithes Come on, baby, you can take a ride Jetlag, she getting tired of flying Trickin' this ho, it been a lot of eyes So I keep it on me when I'm outside I heard that a rat just got killed, that's another mouse died Yeah, that kind gotta stay from, ’cause a real nigga ain’t gon' say nothin’ I'ma stay chasing, you gon' stay crumbing Pocket full, I'ma stay thumbing Blue strips, got straight hundreds Told her relax, you straight hunting Uh, yeah, I like to ball with my bitch Yeah, I got a whole lot of chips And I spent a bag at Phipps Got ice on hit Yes, I got diamonds on dancing Oil this bitch out, let her paint at the mansion Aviators, she no planning the landing Keyz and Wheezy made a wave like Atlantic Daily dripping, spend these racks and we splashing In the hills, niggas trapping and banging [Chorus: Young Jordan] She don’t drink chardonnay, she drinking rosé, uh, yeah Icy nigga, need a couple bands when I show face, uh Basquiat drip, paint a picture when it's in my lane, uh Car cost 'bout four hundred, why they ask why I spin in the Wraith Floral garments on me look like some drapes Chanel double C's on me, can't catch no case Cartier your handcuffs, you stuck with me, bae Say rose gold your color diamonds Drip, nigga, they gon' televise it [Verse 2: Lil Duke] She just be watching my moves Diamonds, they wet like a pool I got a hell of a view None of this shit, it ain't new I never made it through school 'Cause I was breaking the rules Making plays and making the news I'm having meetings with Jews I cannot fuck with these bitches 'Cause these bitches basic and I do not want no relations She suck on my dick and she all on her knees She say I'm amazing, she just want to taste it Whole lot of racks in my britches I'm only rocking Amiris They steady asking for pictures I really came from the trenches We in them foreign cars, we don't stop at the light And I'm riding with my niggas if they wrong or right Don't do no barking, my dawgs, they gon' bite Diamonds, they hittin' in the dark with no light Can't fall in love with no groupie ho I fell in love with the studio Shoot with So Icey like I'm in the movie roll Shoot his ass dead, we don't give a fuck who he know [Chorus: Young Jordan] She don't drink chardonnay, she drinking rosé, uh, yeah Icy nigga, need a couple bands when I show face, uh Basquiat drip, paint a picture when it's in my lane, uh Car cost 'bout four hundred, why they ask why I spin in the Wraith Floral garments on me look like some drapes Chanel double C's on me, can't catch no case Cartier your handcuffs, you stuck with me, bae Say rose gold your color diamonds Drip, nigga, they gon' televise it