at least - wintercastle lyrics
[chorus: wintercastle]
scratch up grade up
if i took my chains off i’m still twenty k
brand new fn five*seven, and it came in a louis case
walk a mile, plus i ball
everything that i said is fin
be the one to see what i got inside this package
s. o. s. mafia
the money team
welcome to the 2famous mansion
[verse 1: wintercastle]
yeah my fit cost about a brick
twin hoes and i’ve gotta pick
two brits i’ll eat the rich
going down that’s where i’m about to sit
in a private jet sippin’ champagne that saved us sp*ce (nitrous gang)
easy check, man, that fabulous sh*t every day
[chorus: wintercastle]
scratch up grade up
if i took my chains i’m still twenty k
brand new fn five*seven, and it camе in a louis case
walk a mile, plus i ball
everything that i said is fin
bе the one to see what i got inside this package
[verse 2: wintercastle]
gotta wait for the taxes
make yourself useful b*tch and go carry my baggage
go carry my luggage
p*pass me the wrong thing you know i’m making that bucket
met your hoe that same day and she tryna’ suck it (aye, aye)
and my brun, it’s by porter p
you can’t even afford to hear
everything worth about ten at least
little pay in the industry
i’ll try and sell sh*t in the street
too much money in my f*cking pockets i can’t find my keys
aye, yeah my first gun was a ruger
my second gun named pistolero
b*tch, that means shoot her
i can teach you how to make that dough, b*tch i’m a shooter
you can go ahead b*tch i already called that uber
[verse 3: tenkay]
no there wasn’t my backup put that on my day ones
i pose for the ‘gram b*tch i’m lifting my bread up
i was just at your house f*ck your b*tch on a bear rug
head so good got me lifting my leg up
my spirit lift up when i nut and she still suck
they try with the fake allegations i’m still up
s.o.s money gang runnin’ the mil’s up
and the ex with my loose goose keepin’ the steel tucked
servo mo’ chicken than a kfc fill up
i’m the captain now like the n*gga captain phillips
these rappers be talkin’ too much i might k!ll one
two chops in the backseat nick i’ma drill one
the cooks go bananas thinkin “lemme k!ll one”
your b*tch got the titties hanging like let me feel one
you wanna f*ck my b*tch but you can’t she a real one
there’s plenty of fish in the sea go reel one
it gon’ smell like this but you keepin’ it weighed
drugs got me talkin’ like i’m famous dave’s
i’m servin’ the young n*gga grams at the lake
from the stage doin’ shows at lax
its like i came in the game that they self replace
i’m right wing mixed with a little left
12 told me “i smell henny in yo breath”
i told them “anything is possible if you believe”
making up plays like drew brees but this ain’t new orleans
i already told you i sell that drank but ion do that lean (ion do that lean)
i put rangers behind the hashtag that’s my f*ckin’ team (that’s my f*ckin team)
b*tch i’m on some other sh*t so quite saying that i’m in one scene
n*gga turnin’ hollywood i ain’t say sh*t but everyone can see
i had dreams about this sh*t its really f*cked up this how i come to be (d*mn!)
and if you gon’ diss b*tch ass n*gga you better come to me
(better come to me b*tch ass n*gga)
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