Champagne Papi (part. 3 Caleb)

On the jet, sipping a Bloody Mary
Double R for the after party
A blonde with blue eyes, a tsunami
Don’t give me any crap, honestly, I don’t want the stress

In the backpack, smoking weed
Some Jordans that are Travis'
Fairy dust makes me feel happy
That’s life in Miami, what’s up, what’s up?

I’ll break your ice like it’s January, what’s up, what’s up?
After midnight at the Booby Trap, you’ll see me there
Living large, listening to nothing but Drake
Spending cash, no worries, I’ll do it again
I’ll do it again, over and over, yeah

Full outfit from Murakami
One of those corners in the Ferrari
Pop the Dom P, always for the lady
Rolex presidential, not just for telling time

On the jet, sipping a Bloody Mary
Double R for the after party
A blonde with blue eyes, a tsunami
Don’t give me any crap, honestly, I don’t want the stress

I’ll break your ice like it’s January, what’s up, what’s up?
After midnight at the Booby Trap, you’ll see me there
Living large, listening to nothing but Drake
Spending cash, no worries, I’ll do it again.