Winnin’ Team

Lyrics

[Intro] (Why don't they just kill it?) (Damn, JakeSand) [Verse] Showed her how I live, ain't no comin' back Where the opps? I'm tryna pop 'em like some bubble wrap Feel like Hester, catch the play and I'ma run it back Gotta smack it everytime I see it 'cause it's really fat Niggas tryna ride our wave like a surfboard Hit a bitch and never text, she get ignored I always got some paper like a clipboard Bro on the block makin' plays like a point forward Got his number in my phone saved as LeBron These bitches change like the season, I can't call her mine ShittyBoyz 'cause we was shittin' on them all the time You would be a free man if ballin' really was a crime I spin these hoes like a disco ball Me and Stan sendin' punches back and forth like it's a brawl Came up from stealin' shit, I feel like [?] Took a couple hits when my back was against the wall When she put the neck on me, I was so astonished Couldn't believe she made me cum fast just like I'm Sonic If I'm not in the room, why I'm out of topic? Always one in the head, never gotta cock it Fuck, FanDuel just got me again Left my old bitch in the past, went and got a ten If you don't take a risk, you won't probably win Took a couple, livin' good, gotta say Amen Finna turn it up, let me power up Nobody can fuck with us, it's like our sliders up Cut straight into the bitch like is you tryna fuck? She like, "Damn, you straight to it, couldn't even say what's up?" The time that I give you I ain't tryna waste Told my bitch don't talk about my bitch, stay in your place If a nigga say we weak, somebody got him laced How the fuck you got all that ass but can't make it shake? Damn, bae, you wasted it If she let me hit it, I'ma stab it, I'ma Jason it Left my kids on her couch like she babysit Heard your lil' song, hate tell you you ain't makin' it SBDSM known state to state How the fuck you eatin' and your mans ain't got a plate? We gon' be rich soon goin' at this rate See somebody winnin' and salute, I can never hate You not who you say you are like a catfish She ain't tryna share me with her friend, she so selfish I do it for the green like a Celtic I'm a Shitty Boy, I shit talk, I can't help it Foreign bitch tryna teach me a different language Everybody take a L, boy, stop complainin' Bitch ran through, walls need some maintenance I just want the money, never cared if I was famous In the end, I bet they label us the best group Really know a good-ass shooter that do not hoop No cap, he'll blow you like some hot soup Really know some real-ass scammers and that's not you You lil' fuckin' fraud Room full of bad bitches and I want 'em all ShittyBoyz win, never lose or get a draw Ridin' with some troublemakers, they ain't scared to break the law I can't be around you if you scared to make some cheese Freaky Thotiana tryna get me out my jeans Hair long like Rapunzel, she don't need no weave Come and get with the Lab, we the winnin' team [Outro] Bitch Come get with the Lab, we the winnin' team, no cap Bitch, hm, ShittyBoyz