DINNER TIME

By rexv2

On Winners Circle

Released on November 21, 2025

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[Chorus]

Lil' ho tryna slide, and eat like dinner time

But, bitch, on God, I be smokin' 'za, I just been gettin' by

Damn, I just been gettin' fried

This an AB function from side to side, and you can't get inside (rex)

Brother flipped that brick like twenty times (rex), add up to twenty-five

Damn, he said his O.G. locked inside, he servin' twenty-five

Boy, I never gave a fuck if niggas lie, I just been gettin' fly

Lil' twin, he roll up Runtz, he said, "New strain, this shit called apple pie"

And I'm geeked, just tap the blunt

I been on gеnie, need like a hundred G's, that brеad came in this month

And you won't be who say you wanna be 'cause your ass always put on a front

And most of you rap niggas can't fuck with me, and that's just me being blunt

Some of these treesh-ass hoes tryna fuck with me, but I can't help but be a cunt

Pushin' that ARP, ho, double D's, 5.56 in the trunk (Go, go, go)

Put like a whole band down on the Glock PB, why the fuck I be tryna punch?

And I'm like FL Keys, twin movin' real keys, if 12 catch him, then he fucked

Could never touch that ho, bitch move too sleazy, her ass stay givin' it up


[Interlude]

(Welcome to the Winners Circle, v2, baby)

AB is anti-gooning, being lame is a choice

I been high since February

The fleh, the fleh

Enjoy your stay (v2)


[Chorus]

Lil' ho tryna slide, and eat like dinner time

But, bitch, on God, I be smokin' 'za, I just been gettin' by

Damn, I just been gettin' fried

This an AB function from side to side, and you can't get inside

Brother flipped that brick like twenty times, add up to twenty-five

Damn, he said his O.G. locked inside, he servin' twenty-five

Boy, I never gave a fuck if niggas lie, I just been gettin' fly

Lil' twin, he roll up Runtz, he said, "New strain, this shit called apple pie" (rex)

And I'm geeked, just tap the blunt (rex)

I been on genie, need like a hundred G's, that bread came in this month

And you won't be who say you wanna be 'cause your ass always put on a front

And most of you rap niggas can't fuck with me, and that's just me being blunt

Some of these treesh-ass hoes tryna fuck with me, but I can't help but be a cunt (V-V-V—)

Pushin' that ARP, ho, double D's, 5.56 in the trunk (Go, go, go)

Put like a whole band down on the Glock PB, why the fuck I be tryna punch?

And I'm like FL Keys, twin movin' real keys, if 12 catch him, then he fucked

Could never touch that ho, bitch move too sleazy, her ass stay givin' it up


[Outro]

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