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[Intro] Gang Whoa Kenny Go, uh [Verse 1] I'm shootin' first, I ain't takin' no chances I used to dream just to drive in a Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I'm sippin' lean, fade away, Danny Phantom (Made a fade) We kicked the bitch, shawty fucked in the bathroom (Damn) I got a foreign, yeah, I drive the fast one (I got the foreign) I love my new bitch, she ain't shit like my last one (Like my last one) Strip club, they shakin' ass, I just might grab one (I might grab one) Bodies on bodies, since young, we been had them (Big killin' shit) I got that dope that them junkies can't handle (What's that, bitch?) Once that brick hit the kitchen it's gettin' dismantled (We shootin') No, I'm not usin' my fist, I got Dracos that blam you (We shootin') Scammin' way to get through, my nigga gon' surf like a channel (Just like a channel) You got Nerf guns, I got bullets that travel (Grrrah) I'm sellin' bricks like a farm would sell cattle (Get down) Smokin' the tribal, that's Wock, I ain't tryna rap When I seen his bitch I'm for sure that your ass gettin' tapped (Bitch, damn) [Chorus] Win, win, win (Win, win, win) I see a opp, bullets flyin' in the wind (Flyin' in the wind) Bad lil' bitch, I'ma nut on her chin (Bad lil' bitch) Y'all keep takin' losses, all I know is win, uh (All I know is win, uh) Win, win, win (Win, win, win) Quarter mill, I just ran through it again (Right through it again) Your daughter, she geekin', she callin' again (She callin' again) Y'all keep takin' losses, all I know is win, uh (Win, win, win) [Verse 2] Even if a nigga show love I ain't tryna trust 'cause a bitch nigga still might switch (I ain't tryna trust) Hard times hit, don't budge, stay ten toes (Hard times hit) Keep your heater close and I bet you gon' win (Bet you gon' win) Win, win, win (Damn) I got the heavy bag and these niggas' bag lookin' thin (Heavy bag, damn) Gucci my trench I gotta stay drenched 'cause I walk around with all the drip (Uh) Feel like I'm livin' the dream (I'm livin' the dream) These rappers be sayin' shit that they don't mean (Bitch) Please don't compare 'em to me (Compare 'em to me) I gotta win, my twin sons gotta eat (I gotta feast) When you gettin' money, can't worry 'bout beef ('Bout beef) My nigga trap hard just to get out the streets (Off the streets) Just give me a week They say I'm a drug lord 'cause the whole hood trap for me Ain't nothin' for free [Chorus] Win, win, win (Win, win, win) I see a opp, bullets flyin' in the wind (Flyin' in the wind) Bad lil' bitch, I'ma nut on her chin (Bad lil' bitch) Y'all keep takin' losses, all I know is win, uh (All I know is win, uh) Win, win, win (Win, win, win) Quarter mill, I just ran through it again (Right through it again) Your daughter, she geekin', she callin' again (She callin' again) Y'all keep takin' losses, all I know is win, uh (Win, win, win) Win, win, win (Win, win, win) I see a opp, bullets flyin' in the wind (Flyin' in the wind) Bad lil' bitch, I'ma nut on her chin (Bad lil' bitch) Y'all keep takin' losses, all I know is win, uh (All I know is win, uh) Win, win, win (Win, win, win) Quarter mill, I just ran through it again (Right through it again) Your daughter, she geekin', she callin' again (She callin' again) Y'all keep takin' losses, all I know is win, uh (Win, win, win)
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Meaning of "Win" by Q Da Fool
The lyrics paint a picture of a life defined by aggressive pursuit of success and dominance, where every interaction is framed as a competition. The narrator asserts a proactive stance, stating "I'm shootin' first, I ain't takin' no chances," immediately establishing a tone of vigilance and preemptive action. This mindset extends to material gains, with boasts of driving fast cars and accumulating wealth, contrasting past dreams of a "Phantom" with present-day "foreign" rides. The repeated emphasis on "win, win, win" isn't just about financial success; it's a declaration of a lifestyle where overcoming obstacles and adversaries is the sole objective. The central tension lies in the narrator's unwavering focus on winning, even at the expense of trust and genuine connection. The lyrics suggest a deep-seated distrust, as the narrator admits, "Even if a nigga show love / I ain't tryna trust 'cause a bitch nigga still might switch." This paranoia fuels the aggressive posture, implying that vulnerability is a weakness that leads to losses. The constant threat of violence, illustrated by "Dracos that blam you" and "bullets that flyin' in the wind," underscores the high stakes of this win-at-all-costs mentality. A striking element of the craft is the juxtaposition of violent imagery with hedonistic pursuits. The same breath that mentions "bodies on bodies" and "dope that them junkies can't handle" also describes "strip club, they shakin' ass" and sexual conquests. This creates a disorienting blend of danger and pleasure, where the thrill of illicit activities and sexual encounters are presented as integral parts of the winning equation. The lyrics also employ stark contrasts, like comparing their "bullets that travel" to opponents' "Nerf guns," reinforcing their perceived superiority and the severity of their actions. Ultimately, the effectiveness of these lyrics stems from their unflinching portrayal of a singular, almost brutal, ambition. The repetitive chorus hammers home the core message, creating an anthem for those who see life as a series of battles to be won. The narrator's confidence, though potentially born from a harsh reality, is infectious, making the listener feel the intensity of their drive. It’s a raw, unfiltered expression of a mindset where every victory, no matter how it's achieved, is the only acceptable outcome.
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Credits
- Writers
- Elias Klughammer
- David Ruoff
- Kenny Beats
- Q Da Fool