Winning (feat. Fe_lie the God & SeeLife)
"Everybody want to know what I would do if I didn't win.
I guess we'll never know"
I guess we'll never know
One thing I do know though
This club is lit!
Fasho (Fasho)
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team winnin'
Was on the Times Square Billboard
Got to see my Mama grinnin'
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team went in
In the club we sippin'
Gettin' looks from all these women
We talkin' about winnin', shit I had a lot
Been to the Atlantic, been to Chiraq
Been to Atlanta, I've been to LA
What is crazy is all of that shit was paid
See, I got some mon' young
Because of the fun, fun
I had me some fun
Got me a model chick
Though she like 5'4"
I play in her throat
I love her to death, but I love to win more
That's honestly what I've been after
This life is a whole book
Y'all skip through the pages
See, me, imma look at the chapters
I've been affected since I left the debt
Feelin' like " " with a card
Went to the A
Got me a noodle
I was after a chain
I feel like Rashaad
But now I'm like big worm
This betta than no perm
It's a pistol that's on me
I stood on my own ten
I'm feelin' like Ben 10
Never changed on the homies
I never changed, been after a check
I keep it a Buck, that's where I was headed
Been after a chip like I need a ring
Better than the rest, I feel like Kareem
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team winnin'
Was on the Times Square Billboard
Got to see my Mama grinnin'
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team went in
In the club we sippin'
Gettin' looks from all these women
Aye, ok now hey
All we do is win
I feel like DJ Khaled
Mixed the Henny with the D'Usse
Got me losing balance
Weezy Carter, bitches on me
Ion' know we were doing average
Last year we did it big
This time around we finna do it massive
Doin' tragic
Shorty's boobies natural, but the booty plastic
She whispered in my head, that pussy mine and I ain't even askin'
These n***** put money over morals, out here moving backwards
The gang headin' to the top
We movin' fast, ain't no losing traction
Lord, I'm a fiend addicted to the grind
I need an intervention
Grabbed the game and put that shit on lock
Put it in a submission
My name good
When I come to your hood
I might give your bitch a visit
Gotta go through L's to get to M's
So even when I lose I'm winnin'
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team winnin'
Was on the Times Square Billboard
Got to see my Mama grinnin'
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team went in
In the club we sippin'
Gettin' looks from all these women
I guess we'll never know"
I guess we'll never know
One thing I do know though
This club is lit!
Fasho (Fasho)
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team winnin'
Was on the Times Square Billboard
Got to see my Mama grinnin'
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team went in
In the club we sippin'
Gettin' looks from all these women
We talkin' about winnin', shit I had a lot
Been to the Atlantic, been to Chiraq
Been to Atlanta, I've been to LA
What is crazy is all of that shit was paid
See, I got some mon' young
Because of the fun, fun
I had me some fun
Got me a model chick
Though she like 5'4"
I play in her throat
I love her to death, but I love to win more
That's honestly what I've been after
This life is a whole book
Y'all skip through the pages
See, me, imma look at the chapters
I've been affected since I left the debt
Feelin' like " " with a card
Went to the A
Got me a noodle
I was after a chain
I feel like Rashaad
But now I'm like big worm
This betta than no perm
It's a pistol that's on me
I stood on my own ten
I'm feelin' like Ben 10
Never changed on the homies
I never changed, been after a check
I keep it a Buck, that's where I was headed
Been after a chip like I need a ring
Better than the rest, I feel like Kareem
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team winnin'
Was on the Times Square Billboard
Got to see my Mama grinnin'
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team went in
In the club we sippin'
Gettin' looks from all these women
Aye, ok now hey
All we do is win
I feel like DJ Khaled
Mixed the Henny with the D'Usse
Got me losing balance
Weezy Carter, bitches on me
Ion' know we were doing average
Last year we did it big
This time around we finna do it massive
Doin' tragic
Shorty's boobies natural, but the booty plastic
She whispered in my head, that pussy mine and I ain't even askin'
These n***** put money over morals, out here moving backwards
The gang headin' to the top
We movin' fast, ain't no losing traction
Lord, I'm a fiend addicted to the grind
I need an intervention
Grabbed the game and put that shit on lock
Put it in a submission
My name good
When I come to your hood
I might give your bitch a visit
Gotta go through L's to get to M's
So even when I lose I'm winnin'
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team winnin'
Was on the Times Square Billboard
Got to see my Mama grinnin'
Bitch, I'm winnin' winnin'
My whole team went in
In the club we sippin'
Gettin' looks from all these women
Credits
Writer(s): Felix Brooks, Lordseelife Allah Pannell, Niral Desai
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