[Intro]

Woah, yeah

[Chorus]

These just my winter bands, I hide 'em in my coat

Can't even lie to you, that money made me cold

They peep this revenue, the tool hit 'em both

Just got another bag like three nights in a row, yeah

I got my racks too turnt, I got my racks too turnt

I got my Glock too turnt, I got my chop too turnt up

First we got niggas to burn, then we got bodies to burn up

Yeah, we came in the hard way

So that's the only way I'm gon' learn from it

[Verse 1]

Sometimes you gotta [?]

'Cause that's the only way you're gonna learn from it

Nigga got a hunnid round drum

Everybody know you wanna swerve on 'em

Red head lickin' it quick, run up with the jits with the shit

How you know the stick from the hit? You the one that issued it

Now I got Fiji drip, pockets on instrument

I got chips, no drip, I got clips on clips

Please, lil' mama, please, can you match my drip?

It squeeze and never freeze, it be hard to miss

In the dirty den right in the trenches

You wanted seven, this is not the six

I got my dirty Nina and she anemic

I know many men'd kill for this

[Chorus]

These just my winter bands, I hide 'em in my coat

Can't even lie to you, that money made me cold

They peep this revenue, the tool hit 'em both

Just got another bag like three nights in a row, yeah

I got my racks too turnt, I got my racks too turnt

I got my Glock too turnt, I got my chop too turnt up

First we got niggas to burn, then we got bodies to burn up

Yeah, we came in the hard way

So that's the only way I'm gon' learn from it

[Verse 2]

Mops out, it's time to rock out

Just a heated exchange that got swapped out

Handicapped with it, had my wheelchair

Green bean, match her money, green hair, yeah

Now they treat us like some stars, so we important

Ran off with a fortune and you can't get a portion

Raw with the Woop gang, c'mon, that's the main thang

Everybody clutchin' when that muhfuckin' do' swang

Look alive, that that do' swung

Have Lil Codeine blitz your ass because he know son

Her nigga ain't right

Don't even wanna serve, can't get no underarm

I got my too turnt, I swear they gon' feel for 'em

[Chorus]

These just my winter bands, I hide 'em in my coat

Can't even lie to you, that money made me cold

They peep this revenue, the tool hit 'em both

Just got another bag like three nights in a row, yeah

I got my racks too turnt, I got my racks too turnt

I got my Glock too turnt, I got my chop too turnt up

First we got niggas to burn, then we got bodies to burn up

Yeah, we came in the hard way

So that's the only way I'm gon' learn from it