Winners

Yeah, yeah
Knew if I took my time that I would be here
Cartier's cost a couple bands, still can't see clear
I was down bad, hand me downs, do you remember that

Now I hit this stage and rock the shows for a couple racks (let's go)
Yeah, we in thyt city, tell them come outside (uh uh)
Can't hop up in this whip if you ain't down to ride (yes sir)
My brody got a Glock, he said that bitch Gen five

Ain't no pick and choose, you better pick a side (can't go)
Say he havin' motion, well that's good for him
See, I can move some weight and never see a gym (work out)
I heard he like to cap, we aiming for his brim

Had to throw my bro the oop, he getting on that rim (slam dunk)
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, pull 'em to the side (let's go)
They think this shit a game, all they do is hide (we seek)
I lost some people, they gone, but they on my mind

I just went and caught the rollie, this the perfect time (ka-ching)
I been feeling pain, why I take these drugs? (Get high)
Nigga, all my rizz unspoken, don't ask for no hug (shit sad)
Talking bout some beef, I wouldn't take it there

Nigga, ain't no one on one, 'cause gang don't play it fair
(Walk, walk)
Bought that bitch celine walk out my life
Keep it cool, yeah, I might do life
Balmain, you know that they tight

Think I'ma plumper, the way I keep the pipe
All white, G-Knight, yeah, that's a nigga Spikes
Yeah, my main bitch a dike, yeah

Yeah, what them boys say? Who said we ain't lit? (Huh)
Rockstar life, I might jump in the pit
Codeine and Bottle, you know we ain't sick
Yeah, I'm the coach, send the players, they blitz
You spinning my block? Pray to God you don't miss

Nigga talking to God, for doing all that dissing
5.56, shit, missiles, Ray Lewis, 52 blitz 'em
H-Town stomp, blick, stick him, 100 round drum, whip, missile
They know I'm the ref, this shit real official

They know I'm the ref, I got too many stripes
Talk down on the gang, then you losing your life
You know how that go, just the circle of life
You know how that go, just the circle of life

Gang