| How they ‘posed to win
|
| These niggas keep on asking, these bitches keep on guessing
|
| But how they ‘posed to win, how they ‘posed to win
|
| See these niggas hating, see these niggas faking
|
| That ain’t how you do it, bitch you gotta prove it
|
| How they gon' win
|
| My main bitch just got a bitch, damn bitch, ain’t that bout a bitch
|
| Bitches running game while I mix Hennessey and Gatorade by the bench
|
| How these niggas finna plot to win, Maco boy it make a lot of sense
|
| My main lady lost some booty weight, told her come back to me when she not as
|
| thin
|
| Midway Package getting so expensive
|
| Lucky ass straight got some quotas in it
|
| Niggas popping and they know they’re sinning
|
| Sorry I don’t pay them no attention
|
| All my shit I rap I rap for you
|
| Girl that shit ain’t true and bitch you know it isn’t
|
| Ride the shotty girl with nappy papi
|
| Head on the yacht would make the captain happy
|
| Sex my fashion, I’m a dapper daddy
|
| Only pageant baddies in the paddywagon
|
| I might pull over, fuck a bitch in fuckin traffic
|
| OGG, this shit is fucking tragic
|
| Pull them niggas corpse up out the fucking casket
|
| Then re-body bag them just to put them back in
|
| How they gon win my nigga
|
| How they gon win my nigga
|
| I don’t give a fuck bout your new shit
|
| I’m not your friend my nigga
|
| Stripper, pot full with gold
|
| This the life of doing what you want
|
| Fuck what you’re told, losing getting old
|
| Money getting more, killing Manziel Kennedy
|
| Bitches feel me like some tight brakes
|
| Ripple ripple now we start the wave
|
| Trickle down how you getting paid, that’s a damn shame
|
| How you bossing with no dossier, we been bossing niggas every play
|
| Going for it when it’s fourth and 8, first 48, now the record’s straight
|
| Tell them niggas we gon regulate, tell them niggas we gon regulate
|
| Tell them niggas that it’s all ours but them fuck niggas they gon still hate |