"Fine Wine & Steak" lyrics
Young Chris & MadeinTYO Lyrics
Yeah! Agh!
Tokyo what it do my nigga?!
First off, let me dust this mothafuckin' dirt off
NOLA clap, baby on the roof, baby, bird call
I'm fresh out of Bergdorf, Not top, shirt off
Straight to the yacht, feelin wavy I'm finna surf off! (Woo)
Rosé toastin', in the middle of the ocean
Niggas doin a lot of boastin
With a little bit of motion
Fuckin poser (Ha!)
We don't believe none of that shit you postin
Bobby V, I'm coast to coast'n
Hittin the road, we takin a trip
Left from Philly, stayed in Houston
Then got back up in that whip
I crossed the border, made it to Cali
Woke my dawg up, like we here
You take it from here
Got in the passenger of the chair and said me a prayer
Thank God we made it safe
Before we eat, we say the grace
Runnin with killers
Young gorilla walking down you baby apes
Bloody that Bathing Ape
Wockhardt, muddy my Welch's grape
C too heavy for you welterweights
Been runnin' since Walter Peyton
Sending that bread for commissary
For my dawgs behind the gate
(Ah!)
Aim for the mug, chubs standing behind the Drake
Sellin Madonna, if it ain't about no comas
There ain't no conversate
Sippin that wine with steak
Gotta put in some work, to dine and plate
Hold that bitch with both hands and concentrate
Unexpectedly, your blindest date
Hit em in the front and behind his face (flaaah!)
Shots combinate, leave em sleep, nigga
Time for wake
Llama quake
Hit em at the same time
Simultane
Watch em break
O dog, mothafucka
Let's watch the tape!
At the same time, hear them things pouring
Catch em in the studio booth while he recording
Glock 23 (BLOW!) knock em out his Jordan's
None of you niggas hustle in here without extortion
Yeah we need a portion
Sellin hella dippers, Wingohockin got the ports in
Store smelling like the morgues when the corpse in
Family and Benjamin's
Only thing important
Full courtin'
I been ballin with four horsemen
Fuckin round with that blood money
Lead to coffins
Kidnaps and torture
Killings with no remorses
Mothafucker
Yeah!
It's a good day nigga
I'm just happy to be back
While niggas was gone
They got fat
Full court press on you bitch ass nigga too
TIP OFF
Tokyo what it do my nigga?!
First off, let me dust this mothafuckin' dirt off
NOLA clap, baby on the roof, baby, bird call
I'm fresh out of Bergdorf, Not top, shirt off
Straight to the yacht, feelin wavy I'm finna surf off! (Woo)
Rosé toastin', in the middle of the ocean
Niggas doin a lot of boastin
With a little bit of motion
Fuckin poser (Ha!)
We don't believe none of that shit you postin
Bobby V, I'm coast to coast'n
Hittin the road, we takin a trip
Left from Philly, stayed in Houston
Then got back up in that whip
I crossed the border, made it to Cali
Woke my dawg up, like we here
You take it from here
Got in the passenger of the chair and said me a prayer
Thank God we made it safe
Before we eat, we say the grace
Runnin with killers
Young gorilla walking down you baby apes
Bloody that Bathing Ape
Wockhardt, muddy my Welch's grape
C too heavy for you welterweights
Been runnin' since Walter Peyton
Sending that bread for commissary
For my dawgs behind the gate
(Ah!)
Aim for the mug, chubs standing behind the Drake
Sellin Madonna, if it ain't about no comas
There ain't no conversate
Sippin that wine with steak
Gotta put in some work, to dine and plate
Hold that bitch with both hands and concentrate
Unexpectedly, your blindest date
Hit em in the front and behind his face (flaaah!)
Shots combinate, leave em sleep, nigga
Time for wake
Llama quake
Hit em at the same time
Simultane
Watch em break
O dog, mothafucka
Let's watch the tape!
At the same time, hear them things pouring
Catch em in the studio booth while he recording
Glock 23 (BLOW!) knock em out his Jordan's
None of you niggas hustle in here without extortion
Yeah we need a portion
Sellin hella dippers, Wingohockin got the ports in
Store smelling like the morgues when the corpse in
Family and Benjamin's
Only thing important
Full courtin'
I been ballin with four horsemen
Fuckin round with that blood money
Lead to coffins
Kidnaps and torture
Killings with no remorses
Mothafucker
Yeah!
It's a good day nigga
I'm just happy to be back
While niggas was gone
They got fat
Full court press on you bitch ass nigga too
TIP OFF
