Pure Game Glass of Wine and a Blunt by Rome Fortune Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Look, look
Well if its real, I want it
(?) and I mean from it
How 'bout you call your woman
See how she feel about roaming
To the Lobster from the Lo Mein
Broken tail lights, to the doorman
From the preacher to the showman
Make a (?) want to glow man
I ain't gon' waste your time
I studied economics
If one works to waste time
You question all their profits
Gap-toothed man with that logic
Columbiano my set
Man all these niggas flexing
But do not show their biceps
Got a band in my pants (?)
Little does she know about a nigga's process
If I'm a broke nigga working on a project
Or a pillow talking nigga about the gossip
Or a pistol popping nigga trying to rob shit
She should ask me whether she should ride yet
(?)
Imma let her guess where the conquest is next
Cool it down a little bit
Look
Now
Now
[Verse 2]
Looking out my window
I know what these hoes want
And I'm and A1 and 2
I'm not even gon' front
But niggas put that effort into pulling off a stunt
I just got pure game, glass of wine, and a blunt
Yeah
Shake these niggas off of me
(?) my swag so awfully
Yeah mother fucker its costing me
Learn my nigga, this varsity
You still getting out your car seat
I'm just trying to let them know that ain't what a boss be
Awhile ago they lost me
Chicks be still getting raunchy
Memories might haunt me
But everything I show off me
She just said she saw me
Tell that girl just call me
Put that thing up on me
Tell that girl just call me
Put that thing up on me
Look, look
Well if its real, I want it
(?) and I mean from it
How 'bout you call your woman
See how she feel about roaming
To the Lobster from the Lo Mein
Broken tail lights, to the doorman
From the preacher to the showman
Make a (?) want to glow man
I ain't gon' waste your time
I studied economics
If one works to waste time
You question all their profits
Gap-toothed man with that logic
Columbiano my set
Man all these niggas flexing
But do not show their biceps
Got a band in my pants (?)
Little does she know about a nigga's process
If I'm a broke nigga working on a project
Or a pillow talking nigga about the gossip
Or a pistol popping nigga trying to rob shit
She should ask me whether she should ride yet
(?)
Imma let her guess where the conquest is next
Cool it down a little bit
Look
Now
Now
[Verse 2]
Looking out my window
I know what these hoes want
And I'm and A1 and 2
I'm not even gon' front
But niggas put that effort into pulling off a stunt
I just got pure game, glass of wine, and a blunt
Yeah
Shake these niggas off of me
(?) my swag so awfully
Yeah mother fucker its costing me
Learn my nigga, this varsity
You still getting out your car seat
I'm just trying to let them know that ain't what a boss be
Awhile ago they lost me
Chicks be still getting raunchy
Memories might haunt me
But everything I show off me
She just said she saw me
Tell that girl just call me
Put that thing up on me
Tell that girl just call me
Put that thing up on me