Victory ft. A$THMA Lyrics

We screaming ayo, bitch get out the way

They tryna prove sum' to me, I told her get away

Ayo, that's where we stay

They tryna tell me that I won't make it

And yeah I make that guala

We stack it every dollar

I make these bitches holler I be feeling like a baller

I'm thinking should I call her? But shorty just another

Could make her call me father Rather stack up with my brother's

Last year she was laughing, aha Now she gon' call me papa

I make her moan like, aha My bro, he got that fa-fa

He make it go like, krak-krak I make her sing like, na-na

Can't stop feeling that I'm kinda I'm in love with my ganja

We screaming ayo, bitch get out the way

They tryna prove some to me, I told her get away

Ayo, that's where we stay

They tryna tell me that I won't make it

Who is you? I'm him

He tryna hop out, we hop in a range

I smell like fresh cologne She like me, I'm home

When they say I ain't the illest, I tell them go check out my own

You can smell me, I own Every bitch that tryna hit this

I tell them nah, I only want her

Cause she wanna do some things

That no other girl knows Like we hit the Honda

Or maybe the Aston Martin Cause you be fine as hell

Vuoi ballare con il figo?

Ma il figo so' me

C'hai il culo ma non balla

Quell sedere fa aia

Questi cantano con me

Questi provano di essere me

Ma non vincono

We screaming ayo, bitch get out the way

They tryna prove sum' to me, I told her get away

Ayo, that's where we stay

They tryna tell me that I won't make it

We screaming ayo, bitch get out the way

They tryna prove sum' to me, I told her get away

Ayo, that's where we stay

They tryna tell me that I won't make it