Losses & Winnings

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[Intro] Sapphire [Hook] Losses and winnings Me and bro do 90 on the M-way and I'm still fresh out the system Still trap phones, bandos (One) Still blenders in kitchens (One) Just got a 9 in the PM Like the football league that shit's going straight into divisions (Told me turn) We're some real drug dealers (One) You won't need a prescription All of my niggas do drillings (One) All these feds tryna ask for descriptions (One) All these feds tryna ask for a witness From way back, Headie been a OFB realist And I ain't gotta ask for opinions [Verse 1] I just got a source for some TT dots Told this fiend take it to the head like Krillin My social phone's EE But I got my Lyca phone still ringin' I do road for my GG My aim's mad so it's all safe for civilians Plus you can't tell me about dippings More time I lean, finesse that with riddim Been love with the trap, caught feelings I stack this money to the ceiling And that's till I'm sittin' on a million And that's till I'm on a yacht just chillin' I got beef on the streets when there's tings on the market I can't give a show of what it cost The last time I done road, my lil bro Tizz took a 6 for that loss I got my niggas on the road and there still doin' bits and bobs They got their arse filled with dots The last time I put in the work on a weekday I had my yard filled with cops And it's these 3-hour trips out the M-way I got my bag filled with prof' Still winning when I take a loss [Hook] Losses and winnings Me and bro do 90 on the M-way and I'm still fresh out the system Still trap phones, bandos (One) Still blenders in kitchens (One) Just got a 9 in the PM Like the football league that shit's going straight into divisions (Told me turn) We're some real drug dealers (One) You won't need a prescription All of my niggas do drillings (One) All these feds tryna ask for descriptions (One) All these feds tryna ask for a witness From way back, Headie been a OFB realist And I ain't gotta ask for opinions [Verse 2] Feds boomed off my door, tryna catch Headie one slippin Now they're all up in my phone, tryna do me like Hillary Clinton I got all my lil niggas from home office Cah all they wanna do is dippings That's why I'm out here tryna score Like Harry Kane, excellent finish Bad B come to the niz and she ain't bringing no knickers (One) I gotta keep shawty on O cah I can't mix pleasure with business I can do a whole 28 by eye Moretime I don't need digis (One) And my trap phone just ring ring Moretime I don't need minutes (Told me turn) I'm on the opp block movin devilish (One) I'm a jump out specialist (One) Put him in the air like Nemesis (One) And I keep my hands where the levers is I got a big ting lookin pregnant Got a big ting lookin like Rikishi I still put Chris Brown in the press But anyone fall for Karrueche [Hook] Losses and winnings Me and bro do 90 on the M-way and I'm still fresh out the system Still trap phones, bandos (One) Still blenders in kitchens (One) Just got a 9 in the PM Like the football league that shit's going straight into divisions (Told me turn) We're some real drug dealers (One) You won't need a prescription All of my niggas do drillings (One) All these feds tryna ask for descriptions (One) All these feds tryna ask for a witness From way back, Headie been a OFB realist And I ain't gotta ask for opinions (Told me turn)