WIN (feat. Tblacc)
I got them hunnids, them hunnids, them hunnids, them hunnids on me
I'm bout to win, you see me I'm chasing the dream
I'm feeling fly and shit, I'm smoking some green
I'm on some other shit, some shit that you cannot believe
I been broke for a while, nigga I'm ready to win
I'm out here stepping on niggas who laughed when I was down on my knees
Now they on their knees, like I'm God, they praising on me
I done did this before, man I'm gon' do it again
I'm a Mack, if she actin crazy I all her friends
When you see me I'm stunnin want lot of racks on my pockets
I'm at the top, watching these niggas be calling us vultures
My third eye is open, vision clear, I want me the money
I buy them Gucci bags, fill up that shit with the hunnids
From zero to hero, nigga I ain't stopping for nothing
Pull out my stick, that coochie I'm ready to it
I'm like the money man, and I'm attracted to money
I'm going in, babe I'm going win, smoke all the sweet, pour all the gin
Double my cup and I want me some green, run down the corners I'm trying to win
F all the struggle, I want me a bemmer, doing the shit, I want me a dibba
I want me a chop and I can be a robber, pull up on jet, rolling some paper
Se straight from the mud, and we do drugs, and we do five
Killing my time and I'm getting my shine
Straight from the dust
Holding my back, clinching my crown, going for the throne man I got me a hope
Being with my, you feeling so dope
Hold up my hand I will lend you a rope
On the internet, what we doing there, I be killing trap and I be wearing cap
And I wanna nap, if I take a nap, man I lost my nap
And I wanna win, I don't wanna nap, and I'm going free, I'm going deep
I'm breaking in like I'm breaking virgins
I got them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds on me
I'm bout to win, see me I'm chasing the greens
I'm feeling fly and shit, I'm smoking some greens
I'm with some other shit, some shit that you cannot believe
I've been broke for a while, nigga I'm ready to win
I'm out here stepping on niggas who laughed when I was down on my knees
Now they on their knees, like I'm God, they praising on me
I done did this before, man I'm gon' do it again
I'm a Mack, if she acting crazy I all her friends
When you see me I'm stunnin, want lot of racks on my pockets
I'm at the top, watching these, they calling us vultures
My third is open, vision clear I want me the money
I buy them Gucci bags, fill up that shit with them hunnids
From zero to hero, I ain't stopping for nothing
Pull out my stick, ayy, that coochie I'm ready to it
I'm like the money man
I'm attracted to mula, I'm taking my shot
I'm a shooter, I program my life like a computer
Pressing the buttons, I make mad, cause I been hitting his from the back
He say he got money, I know that cap, I'm after the cheese, I'm sum like a rat
I gotta feed me the fam, that's why I won't lose
I'm punching too hard, if victory a person, I'm knocking him down
Winning's all I think about it, writing these verses I'm preaching about it
I'm making him mad, he a about it, ain't gonna die for I catch me a body
I've been running around in the trenches, I see your hate, that's sum is fishy
I'm gonna win, that's litty, and I got my we litty
Spending racks, them hundreds of fifties, looking fly like a couple of pigeon
Shit on my haters right straight in they face I'll be happy as soon as we payed
As soon as we pay
I got them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds on me
I'm bout to win, see me I'm chasing the greens
I'm feeling fly and shit, I'm smoking some greens
I'm on some other shit, some shit that you cannot believe
I've been broke for a while, I'm ready to win
I'm out here stepping on niggas who laughed when I was down on my knees
Now they on their knees, like I'm God, they praising on me
I done did this before, man I'm gon' do it again
I'm a Mack, she acting crazy, I all her friends
When you see me I'm stunnin, want lot of racks on my pockets
I'm at the top, watching these niggas, they calling us vultures
My third eye is open, vision clear, I want me the money
I buy them Gucci bags, fill up that shit with them hundreds
From zero to hero, nigga I ain't stopping for nothing
Pull out my stick, that coochie I'm ready to it
I'm bout to win, you see me I'm chasing the dream
I'm feeling fly and shit, I'm smoking some green
I'm on some other shit, some shit that you cannot believe
I been broke for a while, nigga I'm ready to win
I'm out here stepping on niggas who laughed when I was down on my knees
Now they on their knees, like I'm God, they praising on me
I done did this before, man I'm gon' do it again
I'm a Mack, if she actin crazy I all her friends
When you see me I'm stunnin want lot of racks on my pockets
I'm at the top, watching these niggas be calling us vultures
My third eye is open, vision clear, I want me the money
I buy them Gucci bags, fill up that shit with the hunnids
From zero to hero, nigga I ain't stopping for nothing
Pull out my stick, that coochie I'm ready to it
I'm like the money man, and I'm attracted to money
I'm going in, babe I'm going win, smoke all the sweet, pour all the gin
Double my cup and I want me some green, run down the corners I'm trying to win
F all the struggle, I want me a bemmer, doing the shit, I want me a dibba
I want me a chop and I can be a robber, pull up on jet, rolling some paper
Se straight from the mud, and we do drugs, and we do five
Killing my time and I'm getting my shine
Straight from the dust
Holding my back, clinching my crown, going for the throne man I got me a hope
Being with my, you feeling so dope
Hold up my hand I will lend you a rope
On the internet, what we doing there, I be killing trap and I be wearing cap
And I wanna nap, if I take a nap, man I lost my nap
And I wanna win, I don't wanna nap, and I'm going free, I'm going deep
I'm breaking in like I'm breaking virgins
I got them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds on me
I'm bout to win, see me I'm chasing the greens
I'm feeling fly and shit, I'm smoking some greens
I'm with some other shit, some shit that you cannot believe
I've been broke for a while, nigga I'm ready to win
I'm out here stepping on niggas who laughed when I was down on my knees
Now they on their knees, like I'm God, they praising on me
I done did this before, man I'm gon' do it again
I'm a Mack, if she acting crazy I all her friends
When you see me I'm stunnin, want lot of racks on my pockets
I'm at the top, watching these, they calling us vultures
My third is open, vision clear I want me the money
I buy them Gucci bags, fill up that shit with them hunnids
From zero to hero, I ain't stopping for nothing
Pull out my stick, ayy, that coochie I'm ready to it
I'm like the money man
I'm attracted to mula, I'm taking my shot
I'm a shooter, I program my life like a computer
Pressing the buttons, I make mad, cause I been hitting his from the back
He say he got money, I know that cap, I'm after the cheese, I'm sum like a rat
I gotta feed me the fam, that's why I won't lose
I'm punching too hard, if victory a person, I'm knocking him down
Winning's all I think about it, writing these verses I'm preaching about it
I'm making him mad, he a about it, ain't gonna die for I catch me a body
I've been running around in the trenches, I see your hate, that's sum is fishy
I'm gonna win, that's litty, and I got my we litty
Spending racks, them hundreds of fifties, looking fly like a couple of pigeon
Shit on my haters right straight in they face I'll be happy as soon as we payed
As soon as we pay
I got them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds on me
I'm bout to win, see me I'm chasing the greens
I'm feeling fly and shit, I'm smoking some greens
I'm on some other shit, some shit that you cannot believe
I've been broke for a while, I'm ready to win
I'm out here stepping on niggas who laughed when I was down on my knees
Now they on their knees, like I'm God, they praising on me
I done did this before, man I'm gon' do it again
I'm a Mack, she acting crazy, I all her friends
When you see me I'm stunnin, want lot of racks on my pockets
I'm at the top, watching these niggas, they calling us vultures
My third eye is open, vision clear, I want me the money
I buy them Gucci bags, fill up that shit with them hundreds
From zero to hero, nigga I ain't stopping for nothing
Pull out my stick, that coochie I'm ready to it
Credits
Writer(s): Cascius Mdhluli
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