Pinot (Elijah Blake)

Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Baby I'm surprised you picked up this late at night And I'm not tryna start a fight But I hate the way we ended and the fact you got me cheated I hate these new beginnings even though I am the reason The only thing I love right now is you I miss ya going through my phone And calling up the numbers you don't know The make up sex, even when it's wrong Our love was that strong I'm just trippin' off that Grigio It sucks to see that you don't feel me though Pour me a glass and let my feelings blow Hell naw, this message ain't subliminal Aw baby, pour me a drink to get over you Aw baby, aw baby, I ain't no drinker but it's gettin' me though Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin' I don't know why your father never like me Was it because of my [?]boy ways and this white tee? Your eye Always thought your momma was a winner Considering her only stayed together after all those years You think that we could learn from them I miss ya going through my phone And calling up the numbers you don't know The make up sex, even when it's wrong Our love was that strong Nights like this, we should be trippin' off that Grigio Telling me secrets that nobody knows Pour us a shot and cut the music on Now let's get started, cut these fuckin' lights off Aw baby, I'ma pour a drink for you Aw baby, aw baby, I'ma pour a drink for you Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin', lights low Trippin' off that Grigio, mobbin'