Pour The Wine

[Intro: Pink Siifu] Uh Uh, uh Queue the red carpet, cameras pan, lights Slow walkin' She said "there you go, talk yo shit" (talk yo shit) Yeah baby, y'all need to chill, y'all need to chill (Y'all need to chill so I can show you) talk my shit Uh, yuh [Verse 1: Pink Siifu] They wanna fuck with the God and shalom But they can't fuck with the green gators I had to move, switch coasts, follow my fate, take it I love you but I love me more, that's the fair language Food for the gang, it's like a banquet The rent gettin' paid, I'm everybody favorite This wine costs more than your [?] Yeah, this wine costs more than your bitch naked I'm playin', but she basic [?] nigga Can't push a rope close, nigga You see us in a car from afar, we thosе niggas I'm living, chillin' like I've nevеr been Still grinding, hands don't even spend, they never do New watches that I've seen got time [?] I don't drink drive, probably swerve, hit the curb Remember that shit, remember that shit Remember that, [?] 'Cuz they off them papers I just wanna see the whole game save us It's a [?] nation, it's that time, pour the wine Pour the wine [Verse 2: Chuck Strangers] Pour the wine, yeah Pour the wine Wine took the pack from my pace Demons giving chase Blowin' dope, still face Countin' up, gain the weight It’s our world to shape, fuck you niggas tryna say? Yo, wine took the pack from my pace Demons give 'em chase Blowin' dope, still face Countin' up, gain the weight It’s our world to shape, facts [Verse 3: Peso Gordon] The doors open on the industry Victory is imminent It's sweet like some fresh wounds opened on my enemy The [?] of anointed souls A hundred rose for the heroes now 'fore they dead and gone Dipped in my emotional palette and got a yellow tone Damn she had a hell of a smile on her, made me sing a song Every time I told her I'm proud of her she would put it on Never mind, my gray cloud comin', and now the sun is gone I should've known It would rain and if you got it out the soil like you claim you would've grown An artificial plant that can't weather through the lows Or a nigga that's gon' stand up through whatever, never fold They legs weak, they ain't done a lot of steppin' and it shows I'm the man that's finna brandish every weapon on my foes Only strong in your comfort zone I'm a ballerina I don't panic, I be dancin' on my toes Over glass, over water, over beds of hot coal Come with cash because the game is to be sold and not told Do the dash, never crash, swervin', dodging potholes Lane to lane, trying to find a path that won't drive me insane I know my gang proud Already never held my hand out, always held my hand steady Yeah [Outro]