Never Lose

Born to win I could never lose
Walking thru that shit, bet these hoes gone choose
Getting guap then drop the top cause I'm like fuck a roof
Sipping drop, might hit ya thot if I go to her room

Niggas fold who can I trust
Play ya cards right, I can't bluff
Make a call we dropping stuff
Getting bands just add it up
Break the pack then pack it up
Herb world bitch, it's tatted ya
For you, imma savage ya
Don't play games we back it up

Smokin on good pack
I swea that shit be boof
Yo bitch she on my dick
She ride it too the moon aye
That glock it came wit a dick
We Dont play by the rules
Glock it came wit kick
Id be scared fo you

We slide on opps for no reason
Big blood is all in my seman
My bitch bad she anemic
On this beat yea we tweak it
Don inna cut he masked up, He skeeamin
Narko in the cut, he shoot for no reason
On the curb leave him right wea i seen him
All black, hell no he aint see me

Born to win I could never lose
Walking thru that shit, bet these hoes gone choose
Getting guap then drop the top cause I'm like fuck a roof
Sipping drop, might hit ya thot if I go to her room



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Writer(s): Robert Ross
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