WIN Lyrics

Yeah

I got money to the ceiling

Now I'm hurting niggas feelings

My heroes always died so I chose to play the villain

Now her buddy say he pimpin

But I swear he catching feelings

Steady bragging bout some racks well I'm a Mack about my millions

These millions gotta get em

So these moves I gotta kill em

I done even smoke hit the blunt like I was Dillon

Big bro he love the thots so I fucked a couple bitches

Threw a couple ones at my strippers I'm a tip em

Aye

It's ARTMANE and I'm running shit

Track star plus this liquor got my turnt and shit

Running round this bitch outta control shit

HD lifestyle y'all better record this shit

Woooo ARTMANE I'm in this thang nigga

She did a trick on the pole she doing flips nigga

Better watch that bitch cause ARTMANE might just dick kill her

Fucking round with me she might just have a lil nigga

Spend my money sip tequila then I'm gone

I ain't gone leave that bitch I might just take her home

Blow this bag in VIP then I'm gone

Bring your bitch yeah we fucking all night long

I got money to the ceiling

Now I'm hurting niggas feelings

My heroes always died so I chose to play the villain

Now her buddy say he pimpin

But I swear he catching feelings

Steady bragging bout some racks well I'm a Mack about my millions

These millions gotta get em

So these moves I gotta kill em

I done even smoke hit the blunt like I was Dillon

Big bro he love the thots so I fucked a couple bitches

Threw a couple ones at my strippers I'm a tip em

I Always Win

I Always Win

I Always Win

I Always Win

I Always Win

I Always Win

Nigga even when I lose I Always Win