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[Intro]
Ways
I miss you Angel

[Chorus: Lil Wintr]
Back it up, she back it up, yeah
Bank is fitted up, b*tch I wet it up, yeah
She said I'm different, yeah, I'm different, yeah
Diamonds on my neck, they cold, they wet as f*ck, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Wintr]
I'm Lil Wintr b*tch
b*tch I'm running sh*t, yeah
This b*tch, she isn't sh*t
She going through the gate, yeah
I can't feel my lungs, b*tch I'm smoking purple, yeah
I can't feel my lungs, with your b*tch she lurking, yeah

[Verse 2: Angelus]
Had to switch it up, they don't see the vision
I knew this wouldn't work, since I started this sh*t
I'm not the type to lose, gotta go and get it
I knew this would be worth it, going out as of lately
Countin' bands of bankroll
You're elite, play your roll
Countin' racks, I need more
Spend them racks cuz' I'm bored
When you see me on the front page, of the magazine
I need no stars, need nobody else, I'm just doing me
[Verse 3: Kuru]
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The angels sing behind your back
And my bros do my favor, yeah, they know I never lack
And when they get behind the scenes
Yeah, you know I'm smoking thrax
Red beam, red sight, aiming at your f*ckin' side
I'm with my hounds, I'm with my stars, yeah, yeah
Starship, on my name, [?] through the photo
You said it's all now 10/10
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You tryna fight, that's okay
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[Verse 4: Chach]
Racks up in the bank
Swear that we are not the same
Throw the racks and let it rain
Let it all wash down the drain
And all I ever wanted was for me to go insane
And all I ever wanted was some racks up in the bank
I'm geeked up, I'm flying, I'm so high over the ground
He want a feature, I'm texting his ass, and I get a large amount
I'm back in the bleacher
You swear that they loyal, then talkin' when you not around
I guess it'll teach you
Them boys, they be talkin', I swear I'm airing them out, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Wintr]
Back it up, she back it up, yeah
Bank is fitted up, b*tch I wet it up, yeah
She said I'm different, yeah, I'm different, yeah
Diamonds on my neck, they cold, they wet as f*ck, yeah

[Outro: Lil Wintr]
I'm Lil Wintr b*tch
b*tch I'm running sh*t, yeah
This b*tch, she isn't sh*t
She going through the gate, yeah
I can't feel my lungs, b*tch I'm smoking purple, yeah
I can't feel my lungs, with your b*tch she lurking, yeah
Ways
I miss you An-