W R E C K A - WIN Lyrics

This that Win feeling
Shit don't end feeling
Haters in feelings
Well this that end feeling
Bentlee Benz feeling
I hit a ten feeling
Before the win feeling
So I hit again feeling
All spice
No sauce
All flavor
No flaw
All spice
No sauce
All flavor
No flaw

I all day her
Then I call later
Short comings
Need tall paper
Trying eat
Need five platters
I'm a activist
Green lives matter
Trying to turn a ceiling fan
To propellers on a helicopter
Trying to caliphate to greatness
Might propel up to a helicopter
Might propel up to a G-5
So of you call them P Jett
Jealously will help me sleep better
Hater blockers make me see better
Had to learn to make gravel
Then I made my own line
Boy I'm shooting for the top
You thought man aim was gone change
How you riding other rappers waves
And then complain about shark week
Surf Boarding out of bounds
Then Complain about shark teeth
Harpoon holy shit
Here to serve you Moby dicks
Clear sprite
White bottles
The definition of a holy mix
I done seen rappers have a shot
Shoot again and slowly miss
They shot again
But I turned away
Cause he know he missed
To concerned with yo stats
And not concerned with your Contract
You a Instagram bitch
I Dm you for your contact
Likes and hype I'm beyond that
No football I can line back
If Wreck all on your mind boy
What the fuck I look like replying back

This that Win feeling
Shit don't end feeling
Haters in feelings
Well this that end feeling
Bentlee Benz feeling
I hit a ten feeling
Before the win feeling
So I hit again feeling
All spice
No sauce
All flavor
No flaw
All spice
No sauce
All flavor
No flaw

Different cloth
Different texture
Different length
That means a different measure
Longevity
Until I'm Seventy
I'm digging deep
And you just seven feet
I got hustle in my blood
Sell jail time to a judge
I turn lent into luxury
Name a nigga that can fuck with me
I ain't cocky, I'm just confident
I ain't never need your compliments
I ain't never your validation
All I ever need was common sense
I funds over friendship now
I been broke for a longtime
When you trying do the right thing
Shit will have you in your wrong mind
I ain't never had to set flex
I ain't never had to gang bang
Weaving through
All the bullshit like you cover up
Like a fake bang
Joe say that I'm wigging
Yeah I'm talking over scouts now
I just stuck to vision
Now I chop it up with scouts now
Yeah the cup run over
I just drink it from the stout now
Use to do a lot of talking
I just show them what I'm bout now
O LU P
U P That's all day
D OW N S O U T H
Representor
That's what a win sound like
Now give me space
Cause that what the end sounds like

This that Win feeling
Shit don't end feeling
Haters in feelings
Well this that end feeling
Bentlee Benz feeling
I hit a ten feeling
Before the win feeling
So I hit again feeling
All spice
No sauce
All flavor
No flaw
All spice
No sauce
All flavor
No flaw