This is a song about "Winning the world cup"

Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in her tip cup

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

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

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

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,

She wanted to fight at first

Ima change the whole world

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Bottom of the 9th and i'll still be winning