yung tman - win lyrics
9 times out of 10 i been riding around in that benz with my friends
we riding to the end stand on all 10 until we win take a l can’t do it again
if he talking crazy we hit at his mans
i got them bands in my pants
them bands in my hand
i’m smoking on 4 different strands
i been sliding with my guys don’t come outside cus they go ape
i got n#ggas play no games they slang that k and hit your face
going up this sh#t amazing they say tman boy you great they say tman boy you straight
i put racks up on da plate
say what you doing?
let’s get into it
look how you movin
you lookin foolish
no i’m stupid
lil b#tch i do this yea
don’t want no relations not showing no love no i’m not cupid
riding through the city with that glizzy and you know i’m in my zone
if a n#gga wanna play with me just know i’m not alone
she wanna f#ck i tell her one time i say “b#tch take off yo thong
if you don’t you going home and b#tch don’t you call my phone”
n#ggas hate on me i get them racks don’t care bout what they say
don’t give a f#ck they gone hold nuts just like da ones on a pay day
pull up hit the opps i spin the block i feel like a bayblade
ran it up and now we straight
i put racks up in the bank
“yea free the gang
long live my brothers
you feel me?
it’s a moneyrouteworld
we going up
we going up”
wanna get some racks but you ain’t moving how i move
i got diamonds shining blinding n#gga dese ain’t vs2s
and i know i’m getting rich so i go hard up in da booth
yea i tell u da truth i say i make em get loose
and i don’t want no relations so no i can’t be yo boo
and they took us to dat station but i won’t snitch on my crew
going up got tired of waiting put my heart up in the booth
i can show you how i do
i got hundreds yea they blue
n#ggas b#tches and they know yea they some hoes we pulling cards and sh#t
a n#gga play we fye em up we on some arson sh#t
i ran it up my pockets stuffed i’m on some ballin sh#t
i had put my all in this
now i’m with the stars and sh#t
say don’t play wit my brothers because we riding
bet i won’t miss a shot i hop out fying
sometimes i feel alone my n#ggas dying
say presidential rollie dats perfect timing
i been going crazy i been riding in that ashton
running up dem racks i swear to god won’t do no cappin
moneyroute the gang we going up its everlasting
rap might be my passion
cuz i’m good with this rapping
no capping
no capping
leave a n#gga past tense
i am never lacking
he play i bet i whack him
that h#llcat go the fastest
cruising with that glock up on my side it’s never absent
run up and get damaged
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