"Clicquot" lyrics
Yeah, ah
She out to eat, ah
You got a vibe to remember
He got a heat like the summer, hm
(Wheler Beatz)
He got a heat, yeah
She like to ride in the rental
She got a vibe to remember
That boy, he a liar, pretender
My lil' nigga keep that fire in December
One in a million, and mind like a Jenner
She's so fine, I'ma bend her
Clicquot on my designer
Beast mode, need a reminder?
Tonight, I brought a bag on me
Somebody say somethin' to me?
See, I make residual plays
You lookin' for somethin' for free
Don't want no Plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired
On my way up to the finish line
All I ever see are frenemies
Ain't nobody wanna pick a side
Just keep the focus on the money, yeah
Palm-size for security, huh
Cook it like Annie Mae, uh, lookin' for purity
See, the opposition don't bother me, uh-uh
My niggas feed the streets, uh-huh
See, I already said it, I gotta get it
I had to hustle to get me this settled
I got picked up by the feds in the alley
I had a bitch, she told me I'm her daddy
I can't believe the bitch left me abandoned
If you move smarter, you could go farther than ever
See, if you my dawg, then we gon' fall together, yeah
Might get a house in the Bay
I'ma do that for the hell of it, dawg, huh
She wanted the face
For all the people who said I'm irrelevant, dawg
Pussy ass be with Connects, yeah, I know who sent 'em
Yeah, yeah, she ain't got no waist
Want be a dancer, yeah
Took her to the A, she fell in love with Atlanta
Yeah, Dior for the day
These niggas can't understand us
Yeah, you stay in your place
My nigga ain't got no manners
Yeah, if you got a eight, huh, four, heavy metal
She like to ride in the rental
She got a vibe to remember
That boy, he a liar, pretender
My lil' nigga keep that fire in December
One in a million, and mind like a Jenner
She's so fine, I'ma bend her
Clicquot on my designer
Beast mode, need a reminder?
Tonight, I brought a bag on me
Somebody say somethin' to me?
See, I make residual plays
You lookin' for somethin' for free
Don't want no Plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired
On my way up to the finish line
All I ever see are frenemies
Ain't nobody wanna pick a side
I got a couple mouths to feed
Even though they ain't feed me none
They probably thinkin' they outed me
Because I'm overseas too much
But I never see you
Nina turn niggas to seafood
It's for my fans, not to please you
Look out for Caviar Dreams 2
Huh, you dig?
Look out for Caviar Dreams 2
Huh, you dig?
She out to eat, ah
You got a vibe to remember
He got a heat like the summer, hm
(Wheler Beatz)
He got a heat, yeah
She like to ride in the rental
She got a vibe to remember
That boy, he a liar, pretender
My lil' nigga keep that fire in December
One in a million, and mind like a Jenner
She's so fine, I'ma bend her
Clicquot on my designer
Beast mode, need a reminder?
Tonight, I brought a bag on me
Somebody say somethin' to me?
See, I make residual plays
You lookin' for somethin' for free
Don't want no Plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired
On my way up to the finish line
All I ever see are frenemies
Ain't nobody wanna pick a side
Just keep the focus on the money, yeah
Palm-size for security, huh
Cook it like Annie Mae, uh, lookin' for purity
See, the opposition don't bother me, uh-uh
My niggas feed the streets, uh-huh
See, I already said it, I gotta get it
I had to hustle to get me this settled
I got picked up by the feds in the alley
I had a bitch, she told me I'm her daddy
I can't believe the bitch left me abandoned
If you move smarter, you could go farther than ever
See, if you my dawg, then we gon' fall together, yeah
Might get a house in the Bay
I'ma do that for the hell of it, dawg, huh
She wanted the face
For all the people who said I'm irrelevant, dawg
Pussy ass be with Connects, yeah, I know who sent 'em
Yeah, yeah, she ain't got no waist
Want be a dancer, yeah
Took her to the A, she fell in love with Atlanta
Yeah, Dior for the day
These niggas can't understand us
Yeah, you stay in your place
My nigga ain't got no manners
Yeah, if you got a eight, huh, four, heavy metal
She like to ride in the rental
She got a vibe to remember
That boy, he a liar, pretender
My lil' nigga keep that fire in December
One in a million, and mind like a Jenner
She's so fine, I'ma bend her
Clicquot on my designer
Beast mode, need a reminder?
Tonight, I brought a bag on me
Somebody say somethin' to me?
See, I make residual plays
You lookin' for somethin' for free
Don't want no Plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired
On my way up to the finish line
All I ever see are frenemies
Ain't nobody wanna pick a side
I got a couple mouths to feed
Even though they ain't feed me none
They probably thinkin' they outed me
Because I'm overseas too much
But I never see you
Nina turn niggas to seafood
It's for my fans, not to please you
Look out for Caviar Dreams 2
Huh, you dig?
Look out for Caviar Dreams 2
Huh, you dig?
