Champagne Laced

Intro: Awon
Yeah, champagne laced nah what I'm sayin
Really champagne laced nightmares though
Nah mean
Chasing that shit, chasing the American Dream, nah I mean
Do a triple beam, digi scales, feel me

Verse 1: Awon
Champagne laced nightmares conscious aware (uh)
Of the monsters ball living like we don’t care (uh huh)
Grams on mirrors for bunnies, sniffing through a Bentley
Red bottom bats, all these bitches say is gimme
Real niggas hear me flow official (uh)
Shitting when I come through, see the trail of tissue (yеah)
Money ain't an issue, nothing but a soft marker cannon
Buttеr pecan glove box hold the cannon
Throwing out tests for all them niggas scrambling
With life on gala, I know this
I'd rather die young, make my kids, kids rich out this bitch
Then for my child to rock anything counterfeit (uh huh)
Hood rich clock and loot, fuck the beast they watching I shoot
Word to Slick Rick, treat em like a prostitute
My constituents understand me, peers try to underhand me (yeah)
All I got is family, niggas tryna jam me

Hook Sample: Jay-Z
Bouncing on the highway switching fo’ lanes
Screaming through the sunroof, money ain't a thang
(x4)

Verse 2: Awon
Change nightmares, creeps roll constant in beast mode (uh)
Hammer on the hips still conscious (uh)
Evian flow, lame niggas out the faucet (uh huh)
Garbage dissent to whack shit makes me nauseous (uh)
Gorgeous like a black stallion, suits Italian (yeah)
Vacate the islands keep the cats flow piling (ha)
Wylin bust shots in the atmosphere
From sunroofs to Lex coups, born to have no fear (uh huh)
But when men fall they don't rise
Yo you've never seen a man cry till you seen a man die
Ain't no lie, eye for eye drama be lurking (uh)
Goons on the creep like Grim Reaper's in person (uh huh)
Certain they be trying to off me
Lacing my champagne with cyanide or they trying to taint my coffee
For large fees some will increase as I get G's
Nigga please know where on my level or my presence
Smelling like the essence, always the freshest

Hook Sample: Jay-Z
Bouncing on the highway switching fo' lanes
Screaming through the sunroof, money ain’t a thang
(x4)

Verse 3: Awon
Superior swag, feds got me taking Newport drags
Stuffing money in bags ready to board planes (uh huh)
Phone blowing up, hungry niggas tryna score cane
Shipment coming through, cargo planes in Fort Wayne
Raw game ain’t for the faint of heart
Cause for you it's hard the satellites surveillance, see yo apartments
Or a penoid, lumps in my pockets like kilos
D-boys in wolf’s clothing
They always holding my analysis is fabulous, flexing lavish shit
Ghetto stars fly cars multi millions in many palaces (uh huh)
Pure coke add bicarbonate is dialysis (what)
Chop the rock, feed the block, the beast who the savagest is
Till I go plat in the lap of luxury (yeah)
Sitting on keys comfortably, until the feds discover me (yeah, yeah)
Too late, running state to state, never safe
Cause my homies serve the feds and they got it on tape

Hook Sample: Jay-Z
Bouncing on the highway switching fo' lanes
Screaming through the sunroof, money ain't a thang
(x4)