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Winners by Uncle Skitz Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

Talk a lot of shit he ain’t poppin’
Fraudulent flossing ass nonsense
Big flexed up it’s gon cost him
In your bushes like Plies like a possum

I’m ridin’ through the city with inditments
Off a perc no I’m not afraid of heights bitch
Get the money on some whether rollin’ right shit
Get the money yea residual assignments

Hold on
Wait
Niggas wanna talk about hate
Niggas wanna talk about fake
I don’t wanna talk nigga move the weight

Lupe
Skate
Imma kick push flip a play
Imma get it gone in a day
OT but a phone call away
New phone who’s this I’m brand new
Niggas got on who switched up on who
The circle got small but in turn the money grew
Yea that new money old money times two

Yea that new money old money times two
I’m running up a check like skip to my lou
Skip the flip habit I’m moving with a few
Calculated moves down to the square root huh

Hold on
Wait
New hundred blue ribbons we winners
Tap deep in the mind of a sinner
What you see when you look up in the mirror

You a lie
And you know
You know damn well you don’t really want smoke
You know deep down your lil bitch a big hoe
And just know that I know that you know

Just know I ain’t have to go pro
My wrist when pro when I turned on that stove
And just know it wasn’t hard to let go
My heart let go loyalty was never shown
Hold up
Wait
I was poppin’ pills forgetting days
I was stuck toxic in my ways
Watched you switch
When you swore you never changed

Lost
Faith
You put it on me I took the blame
Transition then swerve switch lanes
Had to distance myself to keep sane

Lost
The words
Nothin’ really much else to say
Made it through the doubt and the pain
Look I just had to go and make a way

Can’t get attached it won’t happen
Searching for my lil bitch cappin’
Better than the last bitch this shit tragic
Or maybe my commitment just passive

I got a set price quit askin’
I gotta set the tone niggas plastic
I gotta stay true to my assets
You know imma feed my family
Hold on
Wait
Niggas got hidden agendas
25 to life in the rental
Really I ain’t got a hand to lend you

Check
Credentials
Imma pull your card who is you
No bitch you can’t post me on your insta
Give me head no teeth no dentures

A lot on my plate no excuses
Feelin’ like Hov gave a lot of niggas blueprints
Yes I know I’m a threat I’m a nuisance
Ever since I left you just haven’t been you since

Feel like the last man standing
Shit go exactly how I planned it
Got a white bitch living dandruff
Feel like Thor got the arm and the hammer

Hold on
Wait
New hundred blue ribbons we winners
Tap deep in the mind of a sinner
What you see when you look up in the mirror

You a lie
And you know
You know damn well you don’t really want smoke
You know deep down your lil bitch a big hoe
And just know that I know that you know