B. $upreme - Winners Circle Lyrics

I just dropped the top on these ngas
We like hen and ciroc up in our livers
She said boy you might drown in this river
Cut from different cloths, u get cropped up out the picture
She love when I leave her body shaking with the shivers
Knock it down, beat it up, give her wood, make her timber
Said I was the best, gave her something to remember
Well, that's the dick you get when you fw a winner
Boutta level up, imma vet not a beginner
One call get you swiped like you looking left on tinder
Lil bitch, it get cold like the 4th of December
Ten toes, never fold, I don't break, I ain't no bender
These ngas some serpents, sucking like leach
Well I got y'all ass in my reach
How you wanna be down, looking like clowns, yo stats not matching this team
They want a repeat
Suicide mission, you come against me
No other option, you facing defeat
I'm at yo mental, you can't even think
Stacking this paper, just getting loose leaf
Do it for saint,j ust serving the streets
Yo girl a sinner, she all on her knees
She ain't got no morals, just steadily creamin
Greenlights nga just ultralight beamin
I call her sza, she just want me weekends
TLC you know I be creepin
Feeling like Roddy, you know it's my season
I just dropped the top on these ngas
We like hen and ciroc up in our livers
She said boy you might drown in this river
Cut from different cloths, u get cropped up out the picture
She love when I leave her body shaking with the shivers
Knock it down, beat it up, give her wood, make her timber
Said I was the best, gave her something to remember
Well, that's the dick you get when you fw a winner
Boutta level up, imma bet not a beginner
One call get you swiped like you looking left on tinder
Lil bitch, it get cold like the 4th of December
Ten toes, never fold, I don't break, I ain't no bender
How I get out the mud, how I get it out the basement
Jumped up off the porch, I was tired of f*cking waiting
Young ass Nga counting plenty f*cking franklins
At these ngas neck and y'all keep it complacent
Flipping f*cking bricks, but no I ain't a mason
Taledega nights to the bands I'm f*cking racin
Yo bitch on my team, Liam Nelson she takin
Tryna take my spot, it will never be vacant
Streets f*cking made me yeah I got it out the pavement
Got these ngas shocked, like how he do it in amazement
Ran them bands up, no more minimum wages
Free all my dogs, they locked up in them cages
Shot my f*cking brother, hope you ain't the next patient
Gave these ngas crutch, I'm tired of f*cking bracin
Boutta level up, reveal this f*cking greatness
You ain't really bout that shit, nga you faking
Keep it authentic, millionaire in the making
They copy this wave, and y'all ngas be pasting
These ngas some rats, no Mickey, no Minnie
Thought you had my back, ngas turning like Timmy
I Gave you my last, u won't hand me a penny
Keep it 100, y'all looking real semi
I just dropped the top on these ngas
We like hen and ciroc up in our livers
She said boy you might drown in this river
Cut from different cloths, u get cropped up out the picture
She love when I leave her body shaking with the shivers
Knock it down, beat it up, give her wood, make her timber
Said I was the best, gave her something to remember
Well, that's the dick you get when you fw a winner
Boutta level up, imma bet not a beginner
One call get you swiped like you looking left on tinder
Lil bitch, it get cold like the 4th of December
Ten toes, never fold, I don't break, I ain't no bender