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Winnin
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Winnin was released on November 16, 2018 by RIOT AKT as a part of the album Winnin - Single
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Release DateNovember 16, 2018
LabelRIOT AKT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Niki Bernard
Niki Bernard
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Niki Bernard
Niki Bernard
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ye-ye-yeah
Haha, Riotakt in the motherfucking building
Illegal
Too high, too fly
Airplane headed out to Dubai (Yeah)
Too wild, too live
They will never get me, see me move by (Yeah)
I got the drip, what they told me (Ey)
They wanna act like they know me (Ey)
You're not my bro, we not homies (Woo, woo, woo, ey)
We got all the shit we claimed (Shit we claimed)
These clowns thought we was the same
We can't kick it with them boys, we just living how they talk
Through the ceiling, where's the door? Catch me winnin', fuck 'em all
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah (We can't kick it with them boys), yeah-yeah (We just living how they talk)
Yeah-yeah (Through the ceiling, where's the door?), yeah-yeah (Catch me winnin', fuck 'em all)
Too single, hella models
They all flocking at the club 'round the bottles
I ain't pay none, I ain't cop, though
I ain't gotta spend a dollar for the top, no
(I) bring that bih home if I want to
Never heard, "No, I don't want to"
I live my life like I'm supposed to
Shit, I might die as a mogul
(Hop your ass up in the bed, lil baby
You and I, we're fucking going crazy)
You and I, we're fucking going crazy (You and I, we're going crazy)
You and I, we're fucking going crazy (You and I, we're going crazy) Ey
We got all the shit we claimed (Shit we claimed)
These clowns thought we was the same
We can't kick it with them boys, we just living how they talk
Through the ceiling, where's the door? Catch me winnin', fuck 'em all
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah (We can't kick it with them boys), yeah-yeah (We just living how they talk)
Yeah-yeah (Through the ceiling, where's the door?), yeah-yeah (Catch me winnin', fuck 'em all, yeah-yeah)
Live how I talk, live how I walk, liver is dark
I drink it apart, sip it apart, pick it apart
I pick you apart, pick me a bitch, tickle her parts
Pick me a bitch, tickle her parts
I think I'm a boss, think that I floss, fit looking sharp
I'm dripping with sauce, the dripping it cost, you're drip looking washed
You hitting the wash, I'm hitting the charts
Your shit is bull - the middle of darts
You figured I'm smart? (Smart)
We got all the shit we claimed (Shit we claimed)
These clowns thought we was the same
We can't kick it with them boys, we just living how they talk
Through the ceiling, where's the door? Catch me winnin', fuck 'em all
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah (We can't kick it with them boys), yeah-yeah (We just living how they talk)
Yeah-yeah (Through the ceiling, where's the door?), yeah-yeah (Catch me winnin', fuck 'em all)
(We can't kick it with them boys, we just living how they talk
Through the ceiling, where's the door? Catch me winnin', fuck 'em all, yeah-yeah)
Written by: Niki Bernard
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