She could have a Grammy I'd still treat her ass like a nominee.

Imma sip until I feel it, Imma smoke until it's done.

In your city faded off the brown, NINO. She insists she got more class, WE KNOW.

I had someone tell me I fell off, ooh I needed that.

I've seen it all before. Now that it's over I shoulda known better than to think this was real and you could be mine.

And really, I think I like who I'm becoming.

I heard you good with them soft lips.. Yeah you know word of mouth.