Winners Circle lyrics

[Verse 1]
Now tell me what it do, shorty
My n*ggas don't know no better we came to get naughty
Smoke a lil' dank, get in a few fights and sip some 40s
You know I'm a young lord who was raised outta your territory
So give me a chance before you label me bland
My n*ggas is hood rich, give good di*k, and she wanna strip
Then she gotta let my n*ggas hit
Turn it out, burn it out, tell the hoes smoke this
Smokin' on the best dope, potent
Reminiscin' 'bout the sh*t I did last year
sh*t was so good, why you livin' in fear?
n*gga, reminiscin' 'bout the sh*t I did last year
sh*t was so good got you livin' in fear
Harry Potter room I was livin' under there, n*gga
No bullsh*t, I was under them stairs
Waited 'til FlyLo said, "Come over here, kill it
f*ck these rappers in the game, n*gga, you vicious
I'm like, "You delirious, I ain't sh*t but a f*ckin' n*gga bruh"
He was like "For real?", I was like "No man
I was just jokin' just to see what you would say, damn"
Then I disband like the arms on Rayman
f*ck you, Clyde, find an N64, swag
God yes, no offense, how had you been?
Don't trip but sh*t, I've been better friend
Tryna change the world with my di*k and my balls
Eyes f*cked up, can't see through the fog
But I don't need those, got a nose like a dog
PH to the bone, Brainfeeder 'til I'm gone
That's all
[Bridge]
One thing, you can't f*ck with a n*gga like me
Nah, you can't f*ck with a n*gga like Zi
Can't f*ck with a n*gga like me

[Verse 2]
Can't f*ck with a n*gga like Azizi C4 Gibson
That's my name, tell me that ain't playin'
Oh, you like my step, but I ain't crip
I live a sweet life, let the n*ggas hit the tip
Man y'all fake blood, what is y'all kingsmen?
Don't do work unless your payin' me business
Free my n*ggas, I'm all about friendship
Free my n*ggas, I'm all about friendship, sh*t
Don't forget that I'm dope
Don't tell a cop unless you wanna get smoked
GCO flow, we don't ever get shown
I'll let the load out just to let a n*gga know
Boom clack powers, whole chest gone
You don't understand, well, f*ck it, you's slow
n*gga, boom clack powers, whole chest gone
n*gga, you don't understand, well, f*ck it, you's slow
​​preHISTORIC, n*gga yeah, we finna get dough
Hopped on the scene, like who the f*ck are you?
If you ain't finna match then it's really f*ck you
With your silly ass weed and ya ugly b*tch too
Inferno heart, got a soul of demon
Been fienden' to sink my teeth into a human
Photosynth' got the east coast bloomin'
Do it 'til your mind and soul is oozin'
I wanna live my life, make these bands
And cop a whip, and take your b*tch
What's wrong with that, that's how we live
We the n*ggas from the pimp, roll a spliff
f*ck this n*gga, just get rich
And then suck on my di*k
[Outro]
You can't f*ck with a n*gga like me
You can't f*ck with a n*gga like me