This is a song about "Winning the world cup"

That was the beginning, and im winning,

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

Sip, leavin no drop in the cup i wonder when

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Winning me is the best thing u made but who heard

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Not a care in the world

We left em a world that's cursed

‘cause when it come to winning, you don't have the el aguante inside of you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

I see the devil grinning, as if he's winning

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Your odds of winning same as the release of detox

Y'all took over the world

She wanted to fight at first