Jon Riggs - Winnin' Lyrics

I don't care that you trippin man
Driving down it glisten man
And my windows is tinted
Shut up with all that bitching
That's right I'm winning
Yea right I'm winning
Your car is rented
You jealous cause I'm winning
Ask God I'm sinning
Yea right I'm winning
Your car is rented
You jealous cause I'm winning
Ask God I'm sinning
I gotta get it and go
I gotta get me a rolls
I got a family to hold
I can not stop on this roll
Take ten hits and I go woah
I do it now I'm too strong
Yea
Better then me you wrong
Ouch
I'm too hot gotta cool off
Cool off
Fancy shit grey poupon
Poupon
1400 on the couch
Woah
You spent it on Ralph
No
I'm getting kind of aroused
Oh?
You ain't ready for this bounce
Yo
I'm gotta get it's
Different like siblings
Please shut up and
Mind your business
I'm gone change this life I'm living in
I get up and get the dub I'm winning
Yea right I'm winning
Your car is rented
You jealous cause I'm winning
Ask God I'm sinning
Yea right I'm winning
Your car is rented
You jealous cause I'm winning
Ask God I'm sinning
I'm killing all of you rappers
Today
Gat in the pack imma blast
Your face
Hair on my chest imma man
Today
You can't rap on the track
You lame
Fake news fake hair yea toupee
Robin you like Batman Bruce Wayne
Dubs in the air like wu tang
I don't care I make new Lanes
Drinking all of the Rum
Having too much fun
I know I got more clips
I know you gone run
Shooting at you actors
Like movie directors
I'm too good at this
I don't really care yea
I'm winning
Yea right I'm winning
Your car is rented
You jealous cause I'm winning
Ask God I'm sinning
Yea right I'm winning
Your car is rented
You jealous cause I'm winning
Ask God I'm sinning
I'm the new makaveli
White bitch her name is Betty
Real girl I got her fendi
I'm the Buddha I got the belly
I'm too good
You Too shook
A rude dude
Who knows how to kill
I bruise you
With two twos
I'm going gold I'm getting the mills
I'm like a comedian cause my punch lines
Go straight to your gut, rhymes
Cut through you f*cked lives
Sneeze out emcees like dust mites
The Four agreements
The more I read it
The more I see it
I'm taking the cover
Searching for meaning
Rappers is leaning
Power is beaming
I'm beating the buzzer
Sorry to God for sinning
Sorry for how I'm living
Now I know I'm finishing
But Now I know yea now I know
I'm winning