"Hit me up before I die, yeah b****" [Verse 1: Lil Wintr] B****** on me now, boy I'm used to it Smoking dope, chasing guap, all the s*** All my bands stacking high, getting rich Bankroll flowing, I just bought my b**** Yeah, I can't ever step down now Stacking to the top, being broke, boy I can't allow Off the gas, off the pack, boy I got the loud Sitting in a daze, I be floating way up in a cloud [Verse 2: Hella Sketchy] Dropped a perc in the lean, ran a check up with my team Can't stop thumbing through these racks, can't stop thumbing through my green Hit a ten band lick, in LA I popped a bean Draped in fabrics, cost a brick, took the pack 'cause I'm a fiend They all want my clout now, they all want my bands now Hoes on my phone calling, they all just some fans now Money too long, got me feeling like the man now Opps all around me, I can't stop, man I can't now [Verse 3: Lil Wintr] On the way to the fame, b**** I'm D1 F*** with me, b**** I'm way up top and y'all my sons Cashing out on these checks, I ain't close to none Step up boy, it ain't a race, I already won B****** on me now, boy I'm used to it Sippin' on the Sprite, purple got me lit Got it in my bag, flexing all the fits I can't ever stop, boy I'm used to it [Verse 4: Despair] Yea I'm used to it, I'm not new to this Texas to LA, it's nothing special, b**** Spend a couple thousand, yeah I maneuver it Face it, you can't be like me, b**** get over it I'm just flexing and finessing, yeah that's all I really know All these bands in my pocket, yeah I'm f*****' walking slow And the money come around, then the fakes start to show Just wait, me and my team, yeah we 'bout to f****** blow [Verse 5: Hella Sketchy] Sippin' on the Sprite with Lil Wintr got me lit Hit another jugg, six bands on my fit .30 in my waist, red beam, keep it gripped Hundreds so blue, got me feeling like a crip Too many hundreds on my lap I just need the bands, I need the racks Gucci on my body, on my back Rollin' straight gas, kush pack
[00:00.00]"Hit me up before I die, yeah b****" [00:13.37][Verse 1: Lil Wintr] [00:15.61]B****** on me now, boy I'm used to it [00:18.43]Smoking dope, chasing guap, all the s*** [00:21.68]All my bands stacking high, getting rich [00:24.71]Bankroll flowing, I just bought my b**** [00:27.74]Yeah, I can't ever step down now [00:30.29]Stacking to the top, being broke, boy I can't allow [00:33.72]Off the gas, off the pack, boy I got the loud [00:36.40]Sitting in a daze, I be floating way up in a cloud [00:38.55][Verse 2: Hella Sketchy] [00:39.86]Dropped a perc in the lean, ran a check up with my team [00:43.05]Can't stop thumbing through these racks, can't stop thumbing through my green [00:46.12]Hit a ten band lick, in LA I popped a bean [00:49.25]Draped in fabrics, cost a brick, took the pack 'cause I'm a fiend [00:52.42]They all want my clout now, they all want my bands now [00:55.72]Hoes on my phone calling, they all just some fans now [00:58.99]Money too long, got me feeling like the man now [01:01.98]Opps all around me, I can't stop, man I can't now [01:03.70][Verse 3: Lil Wintr] [01:04.89]On the way to the fame, b**** I'm D1 [01:07.58]F*** with me, b**** I'm way up top and y'all my sons [01:10.90]Cashing out on these checks, I ain't close to none [01:13.85]Step up boy, it ain't a race, I already won [01:17.64]B****** on me now, boy I'm used to it [01:20.36]Sippin' on the Sprite, purple got me lit [01:23.40]Got it in my bag, flexing all the fits [01:26.74]I can't ever stop, boy I'm used to it [01:28.51][Verse 4: Despair] [01:29.43]Yea I'm used to it, I'm not new to this [01:32.58]Texas to LA, it's nothing special, b**** [01:35.77]Spend a couple thousand, yeah I maneuver it [01:38.79]Face it, you can't be like me, b**** get over it [01:41.81]I'm just flexing and finessing, yeah that's all I really know [01:44.97]All these bands in my pocket, yeah I'm f*****' walking slow [01:48.12]And the money come around, then the fakes start to show [01:51.22]Just wait, me and my team, yeah we 'bout to f****** blow [01:53.41][Verse 5: Hella Sketchy] [01:54.72]Sippin' on the Sprite with Lil Wintr got me lit [01:57.64]Hit another jugg, six bands on my fit [02:00.69].30 in my waist, red beam, keep it gripped [02:03.95]Hundreds so blue, got me feeling like a crip [02:06.97]Too many hundreds on my lap [02:10.14]I just need the bands, I need the racks [02:13.25]Gucci on my body, on my back [02:16.24]Rollin' straight gas, kush pack
