Clicquot lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, ah
She out to eat, ah
You got a vibe to remember
He got a heat like the summer, hm
(Wheler Beatz)
He got a heat, yeah

[Chorus]
She like to ride in the rental
She got a vibe to remember
That boy, he a liar, pretender
My lil' n*gga keep that fire in December
One in a million, and mind like a Jenner
She's so fine, I'ma bend her
Clicquot on my designer
Beast mode, need a reminder?
Tonight, I brought a bag on me
Somebody say somethin' to me?
See, I make residual plays
You lookin' for somethin' for free
Don't want no Plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired
On my way up to the finish line
All I ever see are frenemies
Ain't nobody wanna pick a side
[Verse]
Just keep the focus on the money, yeah
Palm-size for security, huh
Cook it like Annie Mae, uh, lookin' for purity
See, the opposition don't bother me, uh-uh
My n*ggas feed the streets, uh-huh
See, I already said it, I gotta get it
I had to hustle to get me this settled
I got picked up by the feds in the alley
I had a b*tch, she told me I'm her daddy
I can't believe the b*tch left me abandoned
If you move smarter, you could go farther than ever
See, if you my dawg, then we gon' fall together, yeah
Might get a house in the Bay
I'ma do that for the hell of it, dawg, huh
She wanted the face
For all the people who said I'm irrelevant, dawg
pus*y ass be with Connects, yeah, I know who sent 'em
Yeah, yeah, she ain't got no waist
Want be a dancer, yeah
Took her to the A, she fell in love with Atlanta
Yeah, Dior for the day
These n*ggas can't understand us
Yeah, you stay in your place
My n*gga ain't got no manners
Yeah, if you got a eight, huh, four, heavy metal
[Chorus]
She like to ride in the rental
She got a vibe to remember
That boy, he a liar, pretender
My lil' n*gga keep that fire in December
One in a million, and mind like a Jenner
She's so fine, I'ma bend her
Clicquot on my designer
Beast mode, need a reminder?
Tonight, I brought a bag on me
Somebody say somethin' to me?
See, I make residual plays
You lookin' for somethin' for free
Don't want no Plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired
On my way up to the finish line
All I ever see are frenemies
Ain't nobody wanna pick a side

[Outro]
I got a couple mouths to feed
Even though they ain't feed me none
They probably thinkin' they outed me
Because I'm overseas too much
But I never see you
Nina turn n*ggas to seafood
It's for my fans, not to please you
Look out for Caviar Dreams 2
Huh, you dig?
Look out for Caviar Dreams 2
Huh, you dig?