Perrion - We Winnin lyrics

rate me

Always been a fucking rebel, no control at hand

Did what the fuck I want, gimme that fuel like petroleum

Getting to this money, I ain’t tryna live being broke again

Tryna build my own franchise, nigga fuck working at your store again

When a nigga stress I need some medicals then I pour some gin

When I’m feeling lonely call these hoes over, finna poker game

Niggas think they know me, tryna get to close but it’s not for them

They see a nigga rising to the top like some smoking, man

And I’m feeling like Drizzy, nigga don’t need no new friends

Crash waited out of high school, still looking like a true winner

Don’t give a fuck, I’m still getting money, still fucking hoes, I love snow bunnies

It’s so funny how niggas don’t wanna fuck with you till you blew, man

Man, I ain’t never need your niggas for shit

I got my own, my niggas, so you can all eat a dick

And I don’t condone in that bullshit, ain’t no matador

When you see me say “attaboy” and keep it moving, motherfucker

‘Cause we winning

Said we on and we on and we on and we on and we on

Nigga, we winning

Said we on and we on and we on

You motherfuckers know we winning, right?

Said we on and we on and we on and we on

My nigga, we winning

Said we on and we on and we on and we on, my nigga

We gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

Yeah, we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

We gonna make this, we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

In the house, we gonna get ‘em high

Higher, higher

We gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

And we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

Niggas, we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

Tell ‘em hoes, we gonna get ‘em higher

Higher, higher, higher

Ok, now we gonna get ‘em higher, higher in the skyer

The music is the dope and home team is your supplier

All I spit is fire, fuego, flame, came to change the game

But fuck niggas hate on my name

So I’m getting it, flipping it

Fuck a hater nigga ‘cause his bitch all on my dick and shit

Got on my grind over beat so you could say that I’m flipping kicks

Or kick flipping niggas under trucks, man, what is the difference?

Ain’t no bitches inside my circumference

I’m comfortable just plotting what I’m up against

You balling but you fumble, though

Say you getting bread but I’m pretty sure you crumble, though

I finally need to stunt even though I’m pretty humble, yo

I’m a soldier, my nigga, I don’t see no limits

Yo bitch play with my stick like a Quidditch scrimmage

I’m killing these niggas, the feeling that I’m feeling when I’m simile switching

Got me coming for niggas heads like the Kennedy killer

Winning

Said we on and we on and we on and we on and we on

Nigga, we winning

Said we on and we on and we on

You motherfuckers know we winning, right?

Said we on and we on and we on and we on

My nigga, we winning

Said we on and we on and we on and we on, my nigga

We gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

Yeah, we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

We gonna make this, we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

In the house, we gonna get ‘em high

Higher, higher

We gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

And we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

Niggas, we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

Tell ‘em hoes, we gonna get ‘em higher

Higher, higher, higher

I said we gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

We gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

We gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

We gonna get ‘em high

Of that music, motherfucker

Because we winning, because we winning

Because we winning, yeah, we winning

Nigga