Since99 - Middle of Winter lyrics

[Since99 - Middle of Winter lyrics]

Yeah big 99, man
In the booth with Manny, you know, usual shit
Yeah, yeah, phew
(Ayy, Manny, this joint crank, fool)

Got a green Moncler for the middle of winter
I pulled up in a black truck
And that bitch got spinners (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pick a chophouse room, got a five-star dinner
(Chop) and you know I been a winner
I was never a quitter (Bitch)
He pulled a zero outta Chase
Like he Damian Lillard (Damn)
It's either Round Two or Saks
I ain't shoppin' at Dillard's (Nah)
I got the pack out north like I'm CJ Spiller
Gotta tape comin' soon
I'ma drop me a Triller
Got a in the sheet, this a three-five (Three)
And he really wasn't with it so we broke ties
(Bitch)
I'ma go and tell Manny, "Let the beat ride"
(Ride)
Off a S-tier pack, bitch, I'm too fried
(Continue)
Said he off ten bands, a whole lie
(yeah yeah)
I'ma go and make plays, it's go time
(yeah yeah)
Bro tryna chase clout with a lil' shine
He a fiend, poured a deuce in a white wine
(Wine)

Go ahead and get a job, you can't stay broke
I just went and hit Hutch and my neck on soak
(Drip) could've really made it work
He don't got no hope (Nope)
When the temp get low I designer the coat
(Cold)
I got water on my body like I came out a moat
And it's free Tay-K, that's murder she wrote
Got a chop with a beam, it came with a scope
(Pew pew)
On a one way flight, got a play on the coast
(Skrrt) yeah, yeah
Hit his ass, one shot, John Kennedy (Pew)
She a whole damn treesh, tryna venom me
(A treesh)
I won't have a conversation with the enemy
(Nah)
I be stayin' out the way, fuck a felony
(Out the way)
'Boutta buss a crib down with amenities
(Bussdown) and I heard his tape trash
What you tellin' me? (Trash)
Off a Wok pop, movin' like a centipede (Wok)

Got a green Moncler for the middle of winter
I pulled up in a black truck
And that bitch got spinners (Black)
Pick a chophouse room, got a five-star dinner
(Chop, chop) and you know I been a winner
I was never a quitter
He pulled a zero outta Chase
Like he Damian Lillard
It's either Round Two or Saks
I ain't shoppin' at Dillard's
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got the pack out north like I'm CJ Spiller
(C) gotta tape comin' soon
I'ma drop me a Triller (Tape comin' soon)
Got a in the sheet, this a three-five
(Three-five)
And he really wasn't with it so we broke ties
(Broke)
I'ma go and tell Manny, "Let the beat ride"
(Ride)
Off a S-tier pack, bitch, I'm too fried
(Fried) said he off ten bands, a whole lie
(Ten bands)
I'ma go and make plays, it's go time
(Yes sir)
Bro tryna chase clout with a lil' shine
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
He a fiend, poured a deuce in a white wine
(Wine)

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