Jay Rock - WIN lyrics

[Jay Rock - WIN lyrics]

Ayy this that Eastside Johnny
Big redemption life
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Hol' up
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Get out the way, get out the
Way, get out the way, yeah
(yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way
Yeah (yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or (Wait)
Win, win, win, win, win (yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win
(Win) these niggas ain't shit
(Mommy) , win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch
(Stop) , win, win, win, win (yeah)

Big Jay Rock go
(Go) , on 10, 10, 10, 10s (On 10, 10, 10
10s) exit at 4
(4) , bring friend, friend, friend, friends
(Bring friend, friend, friend, friends)
Matte black two door
(Door) , jump in, in, in, in
You might wanna keep score (Score)
I win, win, win, win (I win, win, win, win)
Forearm tattoos
(Huh) , that's squad, squad, squad, squad
(That's squad, squad, squad, squad)
All of them gon' shoot (Huh)
Don't try, try, try, try
(Don't try, try, try, try) i walk in room
(Huh) , their eyes wide, wide, wide
(Eyes wide, wide, wide)
Third album comin' soon (yeah)
I'm glad y'all gon' die
(I'm glad y'all gon' die)
I ain't chasin' after no bitch
I got bigger plans than stayin' rich
(Stayin' rich)
I've been tapped in since I was six
(Like six)
I tap dance all on a brick (Tap dance)
And your diamonds like tap water (Tap water)
That shit way too foggy (Clean it up)
These VVSs way awesome (What's up?)
Parked CLS for baby mama (No love)
Drop to your death without warnin'

Get out the way, get out the
Way, get out the way, yeah
(yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way
Yeah (yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or
(Wait) , win win, win, win, win (yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win
(Win) these niggas ain't shit
(Mommy) , win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch
(Stop) , win, win, win, win (yeah)

Fuck niggas don't stay outside
When I play outside
I put the beats on 'em, I'm like Dre outside
I got the Bay outside, and LA outside
And if you act bad, I'll bring the K outside
Go and get your money, bitch
None of my niggas on some funny shit
I can tell real by who you runnin' with
I'm all in the field, duck huntin' shit
Hit my plug just to re-up
And he was like, "Boop, here"
Migo knew just what it was
Flipped the whole dub and
Gave it back, "Boop, yeah"
911, no mileage, baby, 9
Ball, but no violence, baby
My trigger finger got callus, baby
My bare knuckles got talent, baby
I'm all in the wind with it, on Deuce line
I've been with it she too fine, I been hit
It, crashed two times, i limo-tinted
My new ride, I'm ridin' with the toaster
(Toaster) 12 better not pull me over (Over)
Championship goin' dumb, nothin' to
Somethin', I won, bitch
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

Get out the way, get out the way
Get out the way yeah (yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way
Yeah (yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or
(Wait) , win win, win, win, win (yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win
(Win) these niggas ain't shit
(Mommy) , win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch
(Stop) , win, win, win, win (yeah)

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