Illy Da King - We Winning lyrics

[Hook] You f** boys know we don't play, Get tough in the grave you lay, Get big chips my frito lays, Twenty bottles drinking on rose, Bugatti yeah I love my cop, All the b**hes want to f** my crew, These hoes the same that's deja vu, Want war that's rendezvous, My n***as winning yeah yeah, My n***as winning aw aw, Look at you, Then look at us yeah, All my n***as look rich as f**, All my n***as look rich as f** [Verse 1: Illy Da King] You f** boys I can't f** with my top down and my team rich, engine growling like dinosaurs trunk in the front yeah my sh** is foreign, b**h is foreign with louie on, hard body yeah my team is strong, hundred mills let me get my milly's on, f** with my cash then the guns are drawn, money flowing in like waterfalls overall we the best n***a, trap hard come check the catalog nobody want to contest n***a, um like good holy moldy no no tic tocs in my rolly, no no tic tocs in my rolly my n***as balling like kobe, um like yeah um the sh**, she f** with me for benefits, bank account like hammer time two legit seven digits, don't f** with us don't f** with I, I suggest you re-a-vise, um the realest n***a in it hell yeah I reply ahhhhh! [Hook] You f** boys know we don't play, Get tough in the grave you lay, Get big chips my frito lays, Twenty bottles drinking on rose, Bugatti yeah I love my cop, All the b**hes want to f** my crew, These hoes the same that's deja vu, Want war that's rendezvous, My n***as winning yeah yeah, My n***as winning aw aw, Look at you, Then look at us yeah, All my n***as look rich as f**, All my n***as look rich as f** [Verse 2: Illy Da King] Her head down and my hood up I get big money deluxe, um off the chain these artist mad cause they budget get deduct, true life uncut Milwaukee big bucks, american gangster um starring in it big b's only kush in it, f** yall haters be talking about we all in going all out yall f** boys know what we about she get long dick and a f**ed mouth, damn right cause I deserve that sh**, when um done I desert that sh**, choppers out watch me murk that sh**, a** out watch her twerk that sh**, all my n***as is rich as f** keep it hundred only mills and up, test us you want to test yo luck money talk nothing to discuss, trust none cause it ain't no trust ball hard yeah that's a must, flexing on them ejected on them damn right cause I show no love, um like yeah um the sh**, she f** with me for benefits, bank account like hammer time two legit seven digits, don't f** with us don't f** with I, I suggest you re-a-vise, um the realest n***a in it hell yeah I reply ahhhhh! [Hook] You f** boys know we don't play, Get tough in the grave you lay, Get big chips my frito lays, Twenty bottles drinking on rose, Bugatti yeah I love my cop, All the b**hes want to f** my crew, These hoes the same that's deja vu, Want war that's rendezvous, My n***as winning yeah yeah, My n***as winning aw aw, Look at you, Then look at us, All my n***as look rich as f**, All my n***as look rich as f**