Champagne on Ice

I know someday i'll see you again Champagne bleeding from the floor All this criminal exchange Someone's knocking at the door Wrap that shit all up in chains As we even up the score Out the sky it starts to rain Stacking cash is never dangerous Until they know your name I've been popping out in ways I'd rather keep it low Ya they stylin' in the game They dont really want the smoke They dont really want the smoke They dont they dont want the smoke They dont really want the smoke They dont they dont want the smoke I'm not going anywhere I'm not going anywhere I'm not going anywhere I'm not going anywhere I'm not going anywhere I'm not going anywhere