Seasons

[Chorus]
I just tipped the cup over
Like timber (Yeah)
And I'm cold like autumn
In December (Yeah)
In the winter I be grinding
In the summer I be flexing
Like a winner, like a winner, like a winner

[Verse]
That’s a whole lotta racks in that section
Never let the fuck niggas get at ya
'Cause you doin' what you ’posed to
Hopin' out the V12
Everybody wanna be like you, but can't nobody be like you (No)
I poured up some slime, please don't kill my vibe hoe
I hop in the ride and go, Once I feel uncomfortable
Complex individual, Constant residual
Constant conversations with you
That's that passion pit approach
Ain't no green lean whenever I'm pourin' up
That’s a red or purple stain in the styrofoam cup
I took up both lanes, double park it like a truck
In the dark, diamonds busting
Without thinking, she gone fuck (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I just tipped the cup over
Like timber (Yeah)
And I’m cold like autumn
In December (Yeah)
In the winter I be grinding
In the summer I be flexing
Like a winner, like a winner, like a winner