Victory (feat. GTG Hvndsom3)

Duffle bag
Full of green shit
Toasting with
The fam and
We chilling
Pop the
Champagne man
We winning
Stacking blue
Hundreds to the
Ceiling
At the top it's a
Different feeling
Toasting with
The fam and
We chilling
Pop the
Champagne man
We winning
Stacking blue
Hundreds to the
Ceiling
At the top it's a
Different feeling
You know
I believed in
Myself from
The start
I've been cooking
Meal is ready now
I'm turnt
I'm lit my nigga
You can feel it
In my bars
Everything
I say is fire
No bad vibes
Uh huh
Popping champagne
In the club all
My niggas feel me
Naija to Turkey
Yankee its my
Niggas for me
Blessed & I know it
Everyday is a
Cash out
Never slacked
Never kissed ass,
Always fresh out
Getting to the
Top of charts
That's my dream
Side by side
With role models
Is what I mean
Making bags
Every week
You know
I love
Mondays
Then I run it
Back to lavish
Parties every
Friday
I been balling
Since i was young
Big pimping
My niggas know
Poundz for real
No cunning
Put your hands
Up if you balling
We winning
Raise your
Lighters if you
Vibing
We blazing
Toasting with
The fam and
We chilling
Pop the
Champagne man
We winning
Stacking blue
Hundreds to the
Ceiling
At the top it's a
Different feeling
Toasting with
The fam and
We chilling
Pop the
Champagne man
We winning
Stacking blue
Hundreds to the
Ceiling
At the top it's a
Different feeling
I been on the
Block and you
Niggas used
To doubt me
Grinding nonstop
Now what's the
Game without me
Tried taking shots
But you can't aim
Can't down me
Don't compare
My hustle to
Your own
Don't insult me
Niggas want clout
They got lies
On their mouth
But my team
Puffing loud
And we blow
A big amount
Never sitting
Around and
We're the
Talk of the town
I see kings all
Around and we
Never drop crowns
Toast to the
Good and bad
It could be worse
Walk in my shoes
And reflect
Maybe reverse
To the fact that
I could have
Been inside a hearse
But now i drop
50 bands for
My lady's purse
Yes
I been balling
Since I was young
Big pimping
My niggas know
Poundz for real
No cunning
Put your hands up
If you balling
We winning
Raise your lighters
If you vibing
We blazing
Toasting with
The fam and
We chilling
Pop the
Champagne man
We winning
Stacking blue
Hundreds to the
Ceiling
At the top it's a
Different feeling
Toasting with
The fam and
We chilling
Pop the
Champagne man
We winning
Stacking blue
Hundreds to the
Ceiling
At the top it's a
Different feeling
Held my ground
Never had an
Eye for your shit
Thought you
Knew me think
Again
I'm the shit
Made money
While I was
Young you was
Chasing chicks
Touch down it's a
Convoy big boy
Cashing checks
Glory to glory
I go
I'm that boss
With an M.Sc
Don in the
Culli dark windows
You can't see
I'm just getting
Started throwing
Niggas in the bin
Came from nothing
To the top that's
My only aim
Huh