Lyrics
I think this vino got the best of me
Two hands swerving out the SUV
I hope my enemies get to see
All this life that was meant for me
Two hands...
Swerving but I'm cruising
Blurred vision
Got me seeing colors like Toucan
Green light
Baby Im on go
I'ma shoot
Like I'm Rambo
Ima shoot
I got ammo
That's ammunition
Put me on a milk carton
Baby I'm the man you missing
That's cheesy, pasteurized
Ask your pastor I'm
One hell of a guy
Wait
What the hell am I telling ya
Picking up what you putting down
I'm smelling ya
Meaning you the one that
Cut the
Wait
Thought we was passed that
Roll up, pass gas like we in Baghdad
I think this vino got the best of me
Two hands swerving out the SUV
I hope my enemies get to see
All this life that was meant for me
One glass
Two glasses
Make it three
Four glasses
This red got the best of me
Five, six glasses
After seven I should sleep
But I'm blowing up ya phone tryna see if we could link
I'm like "what you on" "where you at"
She hit me back like "leave me 'lone"
"I know you trashed"
I'm toxic baby you not wrong
This is facts
What the say about opposites?
Ha they attract
See You and me like USA and Iraq
Shoulda stayed but I Ran like it was track
I was tryna play the field, be a Mac
You pulled a David Copperfield, disappearing act
Now come back
Cause I...
Think this vino got the best of me
Two hands swerving out the SUV
I hope my enemies get to see
All this life that was meant for me
Writer(s): Peter Adediran
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