Merlot

[TUT]
Uh, nigga, nigga

Ey Chris, roll up another blunt

[Verse 1: TUT]
I'm a shine on these niggas, drug dealers in the pen drop a dime on these niggas
Totin' 9 on these niggas don't make 'em have to get outta line on a nigga
I look in the mirror, I figure, a nigga just gotta get paid
She out there sellin' that pussy she tryna get made
My uncle back home every time he drive a car, that nigga break the law
My bitch at the crib she just wanted me to come and get up in them drawers
I say take it easy baby I ain't in love
I guess it's paranoia of commitment, I resist it by fillin' her with drugs
My ego too big and her titties too little
She say she love me, I just sit back and giggle
Like why you blame me, because I'm tryna ball and if I take you to the mall that's gon' be a double dribble
That's when she sat back and started thinkin' about it
Then I told her I'll probably scribble a rap about it
And then I sat back and I started thinkin' about it and I say you know what though I don't even write doe
Nigga at the house say we all gettin' paid doe, nigga jack flows they should call yo ass jay flow
I done started gettin' calls from these labels
Funny out here, LA, in the shade doe
I can go in a bear cave with a switchblade and come back out with a muthafuckin' fur coat
Bad bitch with me she a muthafuckin' Virgo let them titties loose and sip this muthafuckin' merlot, uh
Bad bitch with me she a muthafuckin' Virgo let them titties loose and sip this muthafuckin' merlot, uh
Bad bitch with me she a muthafuckin' Virgo let them titties loose and sip this muthafuckin' merlot, uh