WINE GREEN

No, no

Ulti-

Ma-

-tum

Say, whoa, yeah

I, I, I simply weasel white wine

My high, I sing quiet all the way home

Please sir, don't fight your boy on the payphone

La-la, I sip a bottle of vino

I gotta find my nine to four

To keep it going, da, da, da

I lean in for it

My body see ya

I wanna see ya

Oy, Oy, Oy, Oy

Oh, you're fine like whoa

You lie non stop though

Lime light so Narco

That's like all my fault

La,la, this my tea cup, full

I just smoked a pile of that dro

Gangster food deep fry my soul

First time right time, oh my God

This time wonderful on my own

Next time, gunnin' for no life form

Press time wonderful on iPhone

Jose can take your dime

I

I don't see white light though

I

I, don't take the TyleNyquil

I

Don't

Find

No

Sa-

-tis-

-fact-

-o

Sound

Sound

Sound

Sound like

Go

Pro

No

Wild life

I, I, I simply need no life lines

Nine lives, I think I died on the way home

Please sir, don't fight your boy on the pay phone

La, la, I burst in flames like it's Waco

I modify my

My mind and chorus

I hide in forests

Ja, ja, ja

I ride a Taurus

My eye a Horrus

Can't buy divorce

La, la, la, la

Oh, you're fine like, whoa

You cry non-stop though

Lime light so Narco

Dance, like old Michael

La,la, this my tea cup, full

I just smoked a pile of that dro

Gangster food, deep fry my soul

First time right time, oh my god

This time wonderful on my own

Next time, gunnin' for no life form

Press time wonderful on iPhone

Jose can take your dime

I

I don't see white light though

I

I, don't take the TyleNyquil

I

I don't see white light though

I

I, don't take the TyleNyquil