Losses & Winnings

[Intro]

Sapphire

[Hook]

Losses and winnings

Me and bro do 90 on the M-way and I’m still fresh out the system

Still trap phones, bandos (One)

Still blenders in kitchens (One)

Just got a 9 in the PM

Like the football league that shit’s going straight into divisions (Told me turn)

We’re some real drug dealers (One)

You won’t need a prescription

All of my niggas do drillings (One)

All these feds tryna ask for descriptions (One)

All these feds tryna ask for a witness

From way back, Headie been a OFB realist

And I ain’t gotta ask for opinions

[Verse 1]

I just got a source for some TT dots

Told this fiend take it to the head like Krillin

My social phone’s EE

But I got my Lyca phone still ringin'

I do road for my GG

My aim’s mad so it’s all safe for civilians

Plus you can’t tell me about dippings

More time I lean, finesse that with riddim

Been love with the trap, caught feelings

I stack this money to the ceiling

And that’s till I’m sittin' on a million

And that’s till I’m on a yacht just chillin'

I got beef on the streets when there’s tings on the market

I can’t give a show of what it cost

The last time I done road, my lil bro Tizz took a 6 for that loss

I got my niggas on the road and there still doin' bits and bobs

They got their arse filled with dots

The last time I put in the work on a weekday

I had my yard filled with cops

And it's these 3-hour trips out the M-way

I got my bag filled with prof'

Still winning when I take a loss

[Hook]

Losses and winnings

Me and bro do 90 on the M-way and I’m still fresh out the system

Still trap phones, bandos (One)

Still blenders in kitchens (One)

Just got a 9 in the PM

Like the football league that shit’s going straight into divisions (Told me turn)

We’re some real drug dealers (One)

You won’t need a prescription

All of my niggas do drillings (One)

All these feds tryna ask for descriptions (One)

All these feds tryna ask for a witness

From way back, Headie been a OFB realist

And I ain’t gotta ask for opinions

[Verse 2]

Feds boomed off my door, tryna catch Headie one slippin

Now they’re all up in my phone, tryna do me like Hillary Clinton

I got all my lil niggas from home office

Cah all they wanna do is dippings

That’s why I’m out here tryna score

Like Harry Kane, excellent finish

Bad B come to the niz and she ain’t bringing no knickers (One)

I gotta keep shawty on O cah I can’t mix pleasure with business

I can do a whole 28 by eye

Moretime I don’t need digis (One)

And my trap phone just ring ring

Moretime I don’t need minutes (Told me turn)

I’m on the opp block movin devilish (One)

I’m a jump out specialist (One)

Put him in the air like Nemesis (One)

And I keep my hands where the levers is

I got a big ting lookin pregnant

Got a big ting lookin like Rikishi

I still put Chris Brown in the press

But anyone fall for Karrueche

[Hook]

Losses and winnings

Me and bro do 90 on the M-way and I’m still fresh out the system

Still trap phones, bandos (One)

Still blenders in kitchens (One)

Just got a 9 in the PM

Like the football league that shit’s going straight into divisions (Told me turn)

We’re some real drug dealers (One)

You won’t need a prescription

All of my niggas do drillings (One)

All these feds tryna ask for descriptions (One)

All these feds tryna ask for a witness

From way back, Headie been a OFB realist

And I ain’t gotta ask for opinions (Told me turn)