Wine - OmenXIII

Boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, you out of character

Flexing shit you ain’t about for clout so you look scarier

Talking all that shit but shit, that’s typical America

I could write it down and take your life just like a narrator

Let me keep it real, I really don’t need popularity

I don’t leave the house and yet the people, they are there for me

They know that I’m there for them, my music’s for their time of need

_Blnk's the fuckin cult, our culture’s deeper than the people think

Black nails, red wine, can’t nobody hit my line