letra de winner - sgpwes
winner lyrics
[intro]
woah, woah
[chorus]
i get the bag but it’s not your concern
choppa on me, you finna get burnt
run up on gang and that boy finna learn
i see that boy so i’m taking the turn
i get the guap like i’m a motherf-cking nerd
we catch that boy, he get left in the dirt
walk in met gala, they callin’ me sir
look at my chain, that sh-t going berserk
[verse]
i know she want me ’cause i got the cheque
i know some n-ggas still sippin’ tech
run up on me and the choppa gon’ blast
i cut them n-ggas, they get on yo’ ass
i fell asleep ’cause i didn’t like class
i count the cheque, while thеy cutting the grass
that b-tch ho new, so i just walk pass
choppa gon’ sing like i’m playing thе brass
i broke her heart, now she look through the glass
that n-gga broke, ha, i laugh
i get the bag then i flip it (flip it)
look at yo’ ho tryna kick it (oh)
if you not dead, then we spinnin’
they be like, “wes boy, you winnin'”
baby, i know i’m a winner
baby, you know i’m a spender
my pockets got swelled, yours thinner
white ho, she call me a n-gga
my old ho was bad but she a gold digger
my new b-tch valid, she f-cked up our tremor
hop out the tesla, bullets gon’ hit you
[outro]
(hey wesley)
i get the bag but it’s not your concern
choppa on me, you finna get burnt
run up on gang and that boy finna learn
i see that boy so i’m taking the turn
i get the guap like i’m a motherf-cking nerd
we catch that boy, he get left in the dirt
walk in met gala, they callin’ me sir
look at my chain, that sh-t going berserk
i know she want me ’cause i got the cheque
i know some n-ggas still sippin’ tech
run up on me and the choppa gon’ blast
i cut them n-ggas, they get on yo’ ass
i fell asleep ’cause i didn’t like class
i count the cheque, while they cutting the grass
that b-tch ho new, so i just walk pass
choppa gon’ sing like i’m playing the brass
i broke her heart, now she look through the glass
that n-gga broke, ha, i laugh
i get the bag then i flip it (flip it)
look at yo’ ho tryna kick it (oh)
if you not dead, then we spinnin’
they be like, “wes boy, you winnin'”
baby, i know i’m a winner
baby, you know i’m a spender
my pockets got swelled, yours thinner
white ho, she call me a n-gga
my old ho was bad but she a gold digger
my new b-tch valid, she f-cked up our tremor
hop out the tesla, bullets gon’ hit you
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