Champagne (feat. Rick Ross & French Montana)

Get up early, tell that bitch to give brain

Then brush my teeth with champagne

Then brush my teeth with champagne

Then brush my teeth with champagne

We met at the club, I fucked her the fire

She swam in the pool, I smoked in the spa

Girl and we ball, you robbin Peter for Paul

Gotta keep indoors when killers sleep in your yard

I get it so fast on your sense you're the vet

I'm up in the function, young nigga tippin this glass

My jacket expensive, it's made out of lizard

I fuck with E-40, that nigga been bout his business

We going million for million, OG giving me game

BS all in my deal then sprinkle me mane

Fuck boy, been real

Big money, straight bout it

Double M, E-40

Rose straight wilin

My gold chain bitch like a monument

Music hella wild like a argument

Throw yo head like a golf tournament

Hanging on the trees like a ornament

And I put that on my gat, 30R6 with the good far strap

Put yo face back like a plastic surgeon

Put you out of business like Merlin's

This is for kisses and flirtin

He suffers baby lotion, Jergens

If you satisfyin that botch

You ain't gotta pacify that botch

Take the training wheels off (Take the training wheels off)

Look, I'm never on time, I'm the last to arrive

Probably gon be late for my own funeral

Never been a square, never been a cubical

Used to sell drugs like a pharmaceutical

Pharmaceutical, pharmaceutical

Used to sell drugs like a pharmaceutical

Got the blue whip, got the green thumb

Split it down the middle, put it in my lung

On point, I'm filthy

That's that free throw

They said I burned my bridges

Cop a speedboat

Young nigga ballin, fuck niggas don't like it

Got yo bitch in the air, legs crossed like mercy

Man I brush my teeth with champagne

Fucked yo bitch wearin every chain

Big firetruck full of them

Get that D like Gary Payton

California here, coke boys out here

Can't you see I'm high?

Stop talkin there inmy ear

Swerving Xan too, diamonds be clean

I'm the 10th mill, have me hot for 10 weeks

Sippin on it, grippin on it, whippin on that foreign

Now I'm beefin on er all night

And I'll be a ghost in the morning