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still winnin - fwc big key lyrics

[intro]
(sh*t, what up, kaio? this beat hard as h*ll)

[chorus]
every n*gga with me got an uh, you a kid, n*gga (we flame n*ggas)
call me mannie fresh, everything i do is big, n*gga (yeah)
i could’ve f*cked your b*tch, but i hoed her, i’m a real n*gga
they got mb, but it’s cool, ’cause we still winnin’

[verse]
shout out izzo, yeah, he fapped dog (yeah), moo just bought a trackhawk (yeah)
bendin’ out the bronco truck, these n*ggas think we snap dogg
really put in work, it ain’t no reason to just act hard (at all)
robbed everybody, why the f*ck you think we blackballed?
you got money, but not more than me (at all), got bodies, but not morе than lik (at all)
lebron to the opps, lil’ n*gga, i’m the scorin’ king
why would i buy a strap whеn i could just take yours for free?
why would i buy a hat when the bros’ll get you gone for cheap? (belt gang)
i know a n*gga who got popped, he made a diss song (lame)
been havin’ motion for some years, this my tenth run
thought i left the crib with the chop, but i took sticc’s gun
thought i left the crib with baby durk, but i took trish son
n*gga try to rob me, yeah, they gon’ find a body dead
and they tryna lock me, feds, all we aim for is head (boy)
miss slidin’ with my n*ggas, all my bang bros in jail
hate these fake*tough n*ggas, they get rained on and tell (snitch)
a n*gga play with gang in here, gon’ be a murder (i swear)
don’t really f*ck with n*ggas, my circle tighter than a virgin
the only mail i open, it said “urgent”
said f*ck the scat, we finna bend out the suburban
they like to put the call in, i can’t be seen in public (nope)
you went and bought that b*tch a kit just for me to f*ck her
i seen my opp, he by himself, oh, this an easy bucket
a hundred k ain’t sh*t no more, boy, i got yeezy numbers (three*fifty)
i talked to v, he ain’t trippin’ on that ten, he comin’ back (free bro)
don’t think it’s safe, if vi miss your ass, he comin’ back (no cap)
almost had to scr*p with lil head, he f*ck with stacks
don’t think it’s sweet, b*tch, i don’t wanna hit, you f*cked a rat (b*tch)
[chorus]
every n*gga with me got an uh, you a kid, n*gga
call me mannie fresh, everything i do is big, n*gga
i could’ve f*cked your b*tch, but i hoed her, i’m a real n*gga
they got mb, but it’s cool, ’cause we still winnin’ (yeah)
every n*gga with me got an uh, you a kid, n*gga (yeah)
call me mannie fresh, everything i do is big, n*gga (no cap)
f*cked your b*tch, but i hoed her, i’m a real n*gga
they got mb, but it’s cool, ’cause we still winnin’ (yup)

[outro]
yeah, he fapped dog, moo just bought a trackhawk
these n*ggas think we snap dogg
cashgang sh*t, boy
yop, yop

- fwc big key lyrics

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