TyTrey - Winning Lyrics

Fly$hitOnly
Pull up hop out sprinters with Winners
The one like the champ and you just a contender
Ruth Chris with my bitch eating steak it’s for dinner
Double C when I step and your shit say beginner
Lanham baby know I’m one of the realest
I Gucci my socks when we fuck
She keep telling me baby don’t stop keep it up
White toes in the air while I’m deep in her guts
Up in the morning I’m linking with chops
Hitting gas in the sprinter laying low from the cops
Mon in the back feel asleep off the wock
Hit the road to New York we ain’t making no stops
Cause you know we winning
Yeah Yeah
And I know you hating
Getting money this shit ain’t about nothing
Since I was a youngin you know I been thumbing nigga
Thru the 100s and 50s and 20s
That fly shit only yeah you know how I’m coming nigga
I done turnt up my city got my niggas with me
You reach for my chain and I’m crushing niggas
Rich told me he proud shit had me astound
You that I’m down and I’m stuck with niggas
I stay grounded like Wop on my way to the top
We ain’t never going flop we going keep on winning
If he say that it’s up then you know that it’s stuck
Keep my glizzy on clutch then I’m spinning niggas
They trying hate on the gang they obsessed with our name your bitch already know we them winning niggas
They trying hate on the gang they obsessed with our name your bitch already know we them winning niggas
Had to say it twice
To live like a boss man you know that shit cost
I ain’t takin no lose Im going pay the price
All my niggas going ball bet on me I’m winning all
I ain’t never going fall cause I’m too precise
All my niggas going ball bet on me I’m winning all
I ain’t never going fall cause I’m too precise
You know what the fuck going on man
Whole lot F$O shit
Whole lot of Fly shit
We winning nigga
Winning nigga

Fly$hitOnly
Pull up hop out sprinters with Winners
The one like the champ and you just a contender
Ruth Chris with my bitch eating steak it’s for dinner
Double C when I step and your shit say beginner
Lanham baby know I’m one of the realest
I Gucci my socks when we fuck
She keep telling me baby don’t stop keep it up
White toes in the air while I’m deep in her guts
Up in the morning I’m linking with chops
Hitting gas in the sprinter laying low from the cops
Mon in the back feel asleep off the wock
Hit the road to New York we ain’t making no stops
Cause you know we winning
Yeah Yeah
And I know you hating
Getting money this shit ain’t about nothing
Since I was a youngin you know I been thumbing nigga
Thru the 100s and 50s and 20s
That fly shit only yeah you know how I’m coming nigga
I done turnt up my city got my niggas with me
You reach for my chain and I’m crushing niggas
Rich told me he proud shit had me astound
You that I’m down and I’m stuck with niggas
I stay grounded like Wop on my way to the top
We ain’t never going flop we going keep on winning
If he say that it’s up then you know that it’s stuck
Keep my glizzy on clutch then I’m spinning niggas
They trying hate on the gang they obsessed with our name your bitch already know we them winning niggas
They trying hate on the gang they obsessed with our name your bitch already know we them winning niggas
Had to say it twice
To live like a boss man you know that shit cost
I ain’t takin no lose Im going pay the price
All my niggas going ball bet on me I’m winning all
I ain’t never going fall cause I’m too precise
All my niggas going ball bet on me I’m winning all
I ain’t never going fall cause I’m too precise
You know what the fuck going on man
Whole lot F$O shit
Whole lot of Fly shit
We winning nigga
Winning nigga