Winners

Lyrics

[Intro: IceBirds] Ayy (Ayy) [Chorus: IceBirds] You know we in it to win Hit me a juug and then buss it down with my friends Yeah, I do it again Scoopin' your bitch and I hit that Smoke me a 'Wood, pour up some drank and I kick back Bussin' that chopper, it got kickback Fuck on that bitch that I just met from Snapchat [Verse 1: IceBirds] Pour up a four, that's just to relax These niggas hoes, I'm speakin' straight facts I can't get exposed, nigga, that's big cap These niggas all chit-chat, we ain't with that, ayy Goin' up, man, we came from the bottom Stackin' the money up 'til it get rotten These niggas hate on me, they plottin' Anything that I want, I'm coppin' [Verse 2: Bando Supreme] I got a new whip, I copped it I got a new bitch, she cocky Look at my arm, wrist rocky Walk with the shots so I came with the rockets Ain't no lookin' back so I had to reroute Hit 'em with the jetpack so I had to rerock it Them pieces, they hit like Bernard Hopkins Run up the money, ain't lookin' for clout He say he want smoke, he got put in the clouds Watch what you say, it's a stick in the couch [Verse 3: 44 OakBoy] Big .223 it's sittin' on the couch I'm all about cash, no time for the cap He said he want smoke and got killed for the clout Shooters hop out with drums and they lettin' 'em clap You not good in my hood, don't come to the South Hop out with that stick, know we walkin' 'em down Roll up the 'Wood, know we smoke out the pound Strap with that .30, I hope it don't jam [Verse 4: IceBirds] Strap with that .30, I know it won't jam Rollin' up gas and it came out a can If the bands don't fit in my pockets, get crammed If I pull out that chopper, I bet they gon' scram Smoke out a zip and you still coppin' grams I like my money green but I'm not Sam I Am Get in that pussy, go ham Ice on my neck hit like goddamn I had to bring the strap in the club, no Sam [Verse 5: Bando Supreme] Slide through the back 'cause they didn't pat me down Sellout the pack soon as it hit the ground These niggas rats but they said they was down Don't got a OG, I smoke out the pound These niggas can't hold me, I'm ballin' first round [Chorus: IceBirds] Ayy (Ayy) You know we in it to win Hit me a juug and then buss it down with my friends Yeah, I do it again Scoopin' your bitch and I hit that Smoke me a 'Wood, pour up some drank and I kick back Bussin' that chopper, it got kickback Fuck on that bitch that I just met from Snapchat