Showmann - #Winning lyrics

[Intro] (Clear throat) There we go my throats clear, Uh [Verse 1: Showmann] Showmann b**h I'm Conan to every single opponent/ And I'm prepared to just bomb on whoever saying they want it/ Marijuana and some zannies and dammit a n***a rollin/ And excuse me if I'm rude I'm just not polite when I'm sober/ Like Dammit, what is yall smoking, this sh** quiet as rodents/ My pack is way more potent, yall n***as stay on some hoe sh**/ I'm with ya b**h sipping potion, ducked off all that commotion/ And if you on that bullsh** just remember who you approaching/ I got a long a**ed dick, with a short a**ed temper/ Man these n***as act like b**hes being way to sedimental/ And these b**hes act like n***as trying to f** when they don't see you/ And you can't trip unless she your, thats what f**ing hoes gon teach you/ Got me thinking like I'm 80, damn can I make it to 20/ Mama ain't raise her no s**er, you can't trick me out my money/ You'd prolly have a better chance with getting mona lisa dancing/ In the parking lot swervin', seats white marylin manson/ [Hook] So Where we going, where we going, what we doing, what we doing/ Boy we winning, boy we winning, getting to it, getting to it/ (x2) So Where we going, where we going, what we doing, what we doing/ Boy we winning, boy we winning, getting to it, getting to it/(x2) [Verse 2:Showmann] Said I'd be lying if I said I wasn't bless, boy I'm a mess/ And I confess that I be dressing like I'm rich not really that/ Cuz my momma got doe, my daddy got doe but that don't mean sh** unless its my own/ So I'm in my zone, tryna get grown, tryna make sure that my pockets blown/ Man damn, ain't this a b**h, growing up trying to get rich as sh**/ Trying to spit real deep but everybody want superficial sh**/ Oh well here I go, b**h I'm ballin', b**h I'm ballin/ When you get it like I get it you can call it what I call it/ Shot clock, buzzer beater, parked my bimmer by the meter/ Drink that lean up by the liter, so I'm swerving when I leave here/ Damn right, me and Jae, TME be the team/ Thats my brother, thats my family f** with him you f** with me, Uh/ Probably the product of a low-budget and expectations/ My foamposites all black, but my bracelet do race relations/ Guaranteed a show, every time I hit the scene/ Whats my name, call me show, but on this beat I'm charlie sheen/ [Hook] [Outro] So where we going, so what we doing/ You ain't know n***a? We getting to it/ We getting to it/