CHAMPIONS
Presidential
Yeah, she knows we the champions
We them boys at the campus
When we pull up, you gon' sense it
We just go and get it done, ain't no practice
Stacking money to the ceiling till we vanish
No, Nigga, we can't deal with all the madness
All we wanna see is top boys status
Do we look like we aim for average?
Nah, because we
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, because we
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, because we
Niggas been praying on our downfall
All we do is dunk on 'em till they night falls
You should have listened to rumors which your friends told
If it's about the money, nigga, we gon' turn cold
How sway?
Look at all the money in the way
Look at all the shawties tryna come back and say hey
Know your place
Always knew I'd make it one day but it had a delay
All you had to do is stay, betrayed
This shit ain't a surprise
I've been grinding my whole life
If you want to maximize, you gotta take a sacrifice
Boy, I can't believe my eyes, now I'm here and rapping nice
All the time, I roll the dice
'Cause I'm trynna get the price
Every day I've been leveling, while y'all niggas been partying
Many friendships went crumbling
Too much talk and just mumbling
That be the ones that just struggling
While my money been doubling
Manifest while I'm hustling
Making moves like I'm puzzling (like woah)
Them haters be out here and doing the most
That's why they stay silver and never turn gold
They see you be winning 10 times in a row
Jealousy, envy but holla you "bro"
You chose the wrong guys to get all the smoke
Should have stood where you at and just go with the flow
Now we really have to show up and take all the glow
First person shooter, all we do is Quickscope
Yeah, she knows we the champions
We them boys at the campus
When we pull up, you gon' sense it
We just go and get it done, ain't no practice
Stacking money to the ceiling till we vanish
No, Nigga, we can't deal with all the madness
All we wanna see is top boys status
Do we look like we aim for average?
Naah, because we
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, because we
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, because we
Yeah, she knows we the champions
We them boys at the campus
When we pull up, you gon' sense it
We just go and get it done, ain't no practice
Stacking money to the ceiling till we vanish
No, Nigga, we can't deal with all the madness
All we wanna see is top boys status
Do we look like we aim for average?
Nah, because we
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, because we
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, because we
Niggas been praying on our downfall
All we do is dunk on 'em till they night falls
You should have listened to rumors which your friends told
If it's about the money, nigga, we gon' turn cold
How sway?
Look at all the money in the way
Look at all the shawties tryna come back and say hey
Know your place
Always knew I'd make it one day but it had a delay
All you had to do is stay, betrayed
This shit ain't a surprise
I've been grinding my whole life
If you want to maximize, you gotta take a sacrifice
Boy, I can't believe my eyes, now I'm here and rapping nice
All the time, I roll the dice
'Cause I'm trynna get the price
Every day I've been leveling, while y'all niggas been partying
Many friendships went crumbling
Too much talk and just mumbling
That be the ones that just struggling
While my money been doubling
Manifest while I'm hustling
Making moves like I'm puzzling (like woah)
Them haters be out here and doing the most
That's why they stay silver and never turn gold
They see you be winning 10 times in a row
Jealousy, envy but holla you "bro"
You chose the wrong guys to get all the smoke
Should have stood where you at and just go with the flow
Now we really have to show up and take all the glow
First person shooter, all we do is Quickscope
Yeah, she knows we the champions
We them boys at the campus
When we pull up, you gon' sense it
We just go and get it done, ain't no practice
Stacking money to the ceiling till we vanish
No, Nigga, we can't deal with all the madness
All we wanna see is top boys status
Do we look like we aim for average?
Naah, because we
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, because we
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, Winning
Winning, Winning, because we
Credits
Writer(s): Frederik Thrane, Saint Pyrexx
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