Champagne Problems

[Intro] It's a joke ting to be honest I'm pissed cah obviously that's bro But at the same time, he's done what he's needed to do innit (Zino Records) [Verse 1: Nines] She's in love with a G so she fucking for free That table's double the fee, that ain't money to me I spent hours weighing up white Old head said I ain't worked a hard day in my life Copped my guy a chain and a whip Signed to Zino Records and it came with a brick My wardrobe's all designer And my re-up's looking like the Great Wall of China Spent years on the strip, that only made me smart My chicks lady parts look like a state of art Remember me and Jazz only had a brick Used to have to split a box like a magic trick We don't play I shoot a bitch in her tits, tryna set me up like Liyah Mai I write a sixteen when I'm bored Only rap nigga that's a drug lord It's Nines [Chorus: Nines] Now I got champagne problems I was dead broke but look at me now Champagne problems Always knew I'd be rich, it just took me a while Champagne problems Might announce a tour, I ain't been booked in a while Champagne problems Got a portable stove, I'll cook it up now [Verse 2: Skrapz] Boom I'm reasoning with my accountant about my companies, taxes and VAT I came a long way from entering my plea I'm an asset now, I can't afford a liability I make a plan then I make a move I ain't new to this money, I got shoe boxes What you niggas make in gross profit, that's my net profit And that ting you call your girlfriend, I get necked off it Cuban links with baguettes on it and Pateks Fuck a bitch and then I fuck another bitch, I got Tourette's I can get you anything you need to get, I got connects Me and Nina run the city, fuck Sadiq and the elections Glocks with extensions, revolvers with black rubber grips I'm a rapper but I'm still with the shits Pop the cork on the Spades, pour some out for the niggas that I missed And drink straight out the bottle, fuck a sip [Outro: Skrapz] If they're calling this a game, you can say that he's conquered it There ain't nothing that he ain't done You feel me, so sometimes you just gotta bow out gracefully