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'