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ofb – losses & winning lyrics

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[hook]
losses and winnings
me and bro do 90 on the m-way
and i’m still fresh out the system
still trap phones, bandos
still blenders in kitchens
just got a 9 in the pm
like the football league
that sh-t’s going straight into divisions
we’re some real drug dealers
you won’t need a prescription
all of my n-gg-s do drillings
all these feds tryna ask for descriptions
all these feds tryna ask for a witness
from way back, headie been a ofb realist
and i ain’t gotta ask for opinions

i just got a source for some tt dots
told this fiend take it to the head like krillin
my social phone’s ee
but i got my lyca phone still ringing
i do road for my gg
my aim’s mad so it’s all safe for civilians
plus you can’t tell me about dippings
moretime i lean, finesse that with riddim
been love with the trap, caught feelings
i stack this money to the ceiling
and that’s till i’m sitting on a million
and that’s till i’m on a yacht just chillin
i got beef on the streets when there’s tings on the market
i can’t give a show of what it cost
the last time i done road
my lil bro tiz took a 6 for that loss
i got my n-gg-s on the road and there still doin bits and bobs
they got their -rs- filled with dots
the last time i put in the work on a weekday
i had my yard filled with cops
[?] trips out the m-way
i got my bag filled with prof
still winning when i take a loss

[hook]

feds boomed off my door, tryna catch headie one slippin
now they’re all up in my phone, tryna do me like hillary clinton
i got all my lil n-gg-s from [?]
cah all they wanna do is dippings
that’s why i’m out here tryna score
like harry kane, excellent finish
bad b come to the niz and she ain’t bringing no knickers
i gotta keep shawty on o
cah i can’t mix pleasure with business
i can do a whole 28 by eye
moretime i don’t need digis
and my trap phone just ring ring
moretime i don’t need minutes
i’m on the opp block movin devilish
i’m a jump out specialist
put him in the air like nemesis
and i keep my hands where the levers is
i got a big ting lookin pregnant
got a big ting lookin like rikishi
i still put chris brown in the press
but anyone fall for karrueche

[hook]



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