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seasons (remix) - beep collins lyrics

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[chorus: beep collins]
i just tipped the cup over
like timber (yeah)
and i’m cold like autumn
in december (yeah)
in the winter i be grinding
in the summer i be flexing
like a winner, like a winner, like a winner

[verse: beep collins]
that’s a whole lotta racks in that section
never let the f-ck n-gg-s get at ya
cause you doin’ what you ‘posed to
hopin’ out the v12
everybody wanna be like you, but can’t n-body be like you (no)
i poured up some slime, please don’t k!ll my vibe hoe
i hop in the ride and go, once i feel uncomfortable
complex individual, constant residual
constant conversations with you
that’s that p-ssion pit approach
ain’t no green lean whenever i’m pourin’ up
that’s a red or purple stain in the styrofoam cup
i took up both lanes, double park it like a truck
in the dark, diamonds busting
without thinking, she gone f-ck (yeah)

[chorus: beep collins]
i just tipped the cup over
like timber (yeah)
and i’m cold like autumn
in december (yeah)
in the winter i be grinding
in the summer i be flexing
like a winner, like a winner, like a winner

[verse: yung bans]
we’ve been grinding all season
hate these drugs, they just keep my heart beating
hit that lil b-tch once, turned to a demon
hit that lil b-tch once, i’m off the perc, i bet i beat it
sipping on this syrup got my sleep
doing donuts, hit the curb, watch me swerve when i leave
i’m on that oxy right now because i need it
i’m on that oxy right now because i need it
lil shawty got top me, before i leave it
i leave b-tches salty they hate me for no reason
told her keep that p-ssy pause, i don’t want 360
baby, i don’t shop at malls everything i wear exquisite
off-white on my draws cost 400, that’s a ticket
brand new hublot cost some digits, i don’t need no richard millie
n-gg- talking like he with it, push up on him, slap him silly
we don’t w-lly nilly, all my n-gg-s really k!llas

[chorus: beep collins]
i just tipped the cup over
like timber (yeah)
and i’m cold like autumn
in december (yeah)
in the winter i be grinding
in the summer i be flexing
like a winner, like a winner, like a winner

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