Win Remix (Nitin Randhawa Remix)

[Intro: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Ayy this that Eastside Johnny, big redemption life
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Hol' up
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah (Yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (Yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or (Wait)
Win, win, win, win, win (Yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (Win)
These niggas ain't shit (Mommy), win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch (Stop), win, win, win, win (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Big Jay Rock go (Go), on 10, 10, 10, 10s (On 10, 10, 10, 10s)
Exit at 4 (4), bring friend, friend, friend, friends
(Bring friend, friend, friend, friends)
Matte black two-door (Door), jump in, in, in, in
You might wanna keep scorе (Score)
I win, win, win, win (I win, win, win, win)
Forearm tattoos (Huh), that's squad, squad, squad, squad
(That's squad, squad, squad, squad)
All of them gon' shoot (Huh)
Don't try, try, try, try (Don't try, try, try, try)
I walk in room (Huh), thеir eyes wide, wide, wide
(Eyes wide, wide, wide)
Third album comin' soon (Yeah)
I'm glad y'all gon' die (I'm glad y'all gon' die)
I ain't chasin' after no bitch
I got bigger plans than stayin' rich (Stayin' rich)
I've been tapped in since I was six (Like six)
I tap dance all on a brick (Tap dance)
And your diamonds like tap water (Tap water)
That shit way too foggy (Clean it up)
These VVSs way awesome (What's up?)
Parked CLS for baby mama (No love)
Drop to your death without warnin'

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah (Yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (Yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or (Wait), win win, win, win, win (Yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (Win)
These niggas ain't shit (Mommy), win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch (Stop), win, win, win, win (Yeah)

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Yeah, blue jeans, Air ones and a white tee
'06 hangin' out the window like, yee
Hyphy on one, off a bottle might be, my tree
Smokin' Agent Orange, Hi-C
Back when me and Marty was recordin' at my Mom's
Most of y'all were chasin' around bops
I was in the lab, only hoping that my job
Never would be based around mops now I'm on
Yeah, she know; love me cause my ego
Girls and the drugs always follow us where we go
Ay, where the Bay at?
Shouts out to Jay Ant
Lookin' for the party girls, let me know where they at
Skinny rich girls always askin' where the yay at
Throw a house party like cool, where you stay at?
Turn upside down, let her twerk on the wall
Took her to the bathroom and did work in the stall

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Bitch, get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah (Yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (Yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or (Wait), win win, win, win, win (Yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (Win)
These niggas ain't shit (Mommy), win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch (Stop), win, win, win, win (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Logic]
Okay now picture little Bobby just a youngin' runnin' round
With his mans, hammer in his hands, feelin' like the man
Run, mothafucka, run
Before the popo get the gun, put it to your brain like goddamn!
Everybody know you ain't about it
Everything you talk about I know I can live without it
Red light, stop. Green light, go!
Everything ain't what it seem like
Mothafucka I know!
Hold up, what you mean, where you been?
Bitch, I been in
This is merely the beginning again
What you been living in?
A box, under the bridge, like Anthony Kiedis?
Looking for something to complete us
And maybe lead us, fuck an elitist
Hell of a long way from equal is how they treat us
Body of a builder with the mind of a fetus
Turn on the television and see the vision they feed us
And I wish I could erase that, face facts

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Bitch, get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah (Yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (Yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or (Wait), win win, win, win, win (Yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (Win)
These niggas ain't shit (Mommy), win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch (Stop), win, win, win, win (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Quavo]
Pour a four, I'm droppin' muddy, outer space, Kid Cudi (Drank)
Introduce me to your bitch as wifey and we know she sluttin' (Bitch)
Broke a brick down, Nutty Buddy, now that nigga duckin' (Phew)
Don't move too fast, I might shoot ya (Huh?)
Draco bad and bougie (Draco)
I'm always hangin' with shooters (Brrah)
Might be posted somewhere secluded (Private)
Still be playin' with pots and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille (Cook it up)
Run with that sack, call me Boobie (Run with it)
When I'm on stage, show me boobies (Ayy)
Ice on my neck, I'm the coolest (Ice)
Hop out the suicide with the Uzi (Pew-pew-pew)

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Bitch, get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah (Yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (Yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or (Wait), win win, win, win, win (Yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (Win)
These niggas ain't shit (Mommy), win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch (Stop), win, win, win, win (Yeah)

[Verse 5: 21 Savage]
Yeah, hol' up
Poppin' a perc got me faded
I grab me a bowl
And I grab me a fork
And I get in that shit and go crazy
Them diamonds, they on me, they blangin' and blangin'
So icy that you can go skating (Blow!)
Bitch, I’m young savage, I fuck up a check then fuck me a nigga old lady (21)
Bitch, I’m cold, I need a blanket (brr)
Yeah, I’m bout my check
Rollies on me flooded out with baguettes
Raw niggas and I cheat on my ex
Pretty titties
I might skeet on her breast, skeet on her breast
Eighty thousand, put that shit on my neck (21)
Eighty thousand, spent that shit on a vet (21)
When I’m saying this I fucking forget

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Bitch, get out the way, get out the way, get out the way, yeah (Yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (Yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or (Wait), win win, win, win, win (Yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (Win)
These niggas ain't shit (Mommy), win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch (Stop), win, win, win, win (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Fuck niggas don't stay outside when I play outside
I put the beats on 'em, I'm like Dre outside
I got the Bay outside, and L.A. outside
And if you act bad, I'll bring the K outside
Go and get your money, bitch
None of my niggas on some funny shit
I can tell real by who you runnin' with
I'm all in the field, duck huntin' shit
Hit my plug just to re-up and he was like, "Boop, here"
Migo knew just what it was
Flipped the whole dub and gave it back, "Boop, yeah"
911, no mileage, baby, 9 ball, but no violence, baby
My trigger finger got callus, baby
My bare knuckles got talent, baby
I'm all in the wind with it, on Deuce line, I've been with it
She too fine, I been hit it, crashed two times, I limo-tinted
My new ride, I'm ridin' with the toaster (Toaster)
12 better not pull me over (Over)
Championship goin' dumb, nothin' to somethin', I won, bitch
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

[Chorus: Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way yeah (Yeah)
Get out the way, get the fuck up out my way, yeah (Yeah)
You either with me or against me, ho (Ho)
You either with me or (Wait), win win, win, win, win (Yeah)
Fuck everything else, win, win, win, win (Win)
These niggas ain't shit (Mommy), win, win, win, win
Stop chasin' that bitch (Stop), win, win, win, win (Yeah)