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Win Win Win
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Win Win Win was released on July 31, 2018 by Yung Knight Music as a part of the album Mixtape Knight
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Release DateJuly 31, 2018
LabelYung Knight Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM62

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Knight
Yung Knight
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Carl Spradley Jr.
Rodney Carl Spradley Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Knight
Yung Knight
Engineer

Lyrics

Intro
KOBE BRYANT INTERVIEW
Verse
I put the dub on my shoulders
Tell these lil **** it’s over
No I’m not sober
I pour a foe in a soda
Yo bitch a fanning Dakota
Really had nothing
I ain’t got time to be cuffing
I ain’t got time to be bluffing
Roll up this pine and I’m puffing
No that she fine if I’m fucking
She ain’t the kind to be loving
I ain’t the kind to be waiting
I ain’t the kind to be hating
I AINT GOT PATIENCE!
I’m on the grind like I’m skating
I stay in-line like I’m skating
I DONT BE FAKING!
Never second, got a second
Hoe neglecting, flow in sections, want perfection
Counting blessings, learned from lessons
Learn from legends, burn a seven
Diamonds dancing, bitches glancing
Hammer pants and no romancing flow in transit
Marlyn Manson got em dancing, got in prancing
In a mansion, Scarlett handson im advancing
They just show a lot, we gone blow a lot
Bracelet glow a lot, And we poe a lot
Open doors a lot, poking hoes a lot
Smoke three foes alot, roll three foes alot
Bitches faking, bitches taking
I’m mistaken, I be taken, like I’m raping
**** places, making faces, while she take it
She gone lake it while she naked
Niggad envy, give him plenty
Reasons then he eating Denny’s getting pennies
Getting paper, money maker
Money make her, money crater, Run me paper
Sunny tapers, funny haters it don’t make us a hundred acres
How we dreaming? With a meaning
**** scheming and it’s screaming free the demons
And I’m leaning Billy Jeanin, fresh as fuck like I’m cleaning
10 toes, benzos, in pose, lense closed
I tuck a swisher no Blackwoods I’m good
Hotfries no shirt on with slides hoe I’m hood
They say “Knight run it” I’m feeling like Suge
Say he gone try me I’m wishing he would
And I’m cold with it, receive it and flip it
Don’t even touch it, it’s gone when I get it
That’s called finessing I doubled the digits
I ain’t no trapper just know that I’m with it
How you switch cities and switch personalities
Talk about guns till it turn into casualties
I don’t condone it just talk my reality
This for the sport like I work at academy
I’m out the slums and you not you just faking
Me and My fam was just happy to make it
Flooded my city my whole block is vacant
Flood out my watch when I do they gone hate it
Win
Win, win, win, win
Stand on all ten
And I might fuck ya friend
She like when? When? When? When?
When?
Written by: Rodney Carl Spradley Jr.
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