Winter in Chicago Lyrics by ICYTWAT
These n***** so oppy it’s sickening
These n***** be moving like bitches
Im 9 lines in I’m trippin
I’m high tryna mind my business
Im 10 bands in at the tells
Made that shit in a week off bells
Made that shit in a week off kits
Made that shit in a week of snares
These n***** gotta learn they lesson
These n***** still moving like peasants
You my mans how the fuck you jealous
U was up how the fuck you failing
Im front line siddhi gang tho
I just let n***** block they blessing
Turn ya bitch to a siddhi gang Hoe
I just let the bitch feel my presence
I ain’t picking n***** up when they finished
I ain’t biggin n***** up wit no vision
Everybody know twat don’t listen
In my mind ion feel no pressure
All My hoes think I’m so gifted
All my hoes think I’m so special
All my hoes think I’m so
N***** broke I can tell it
N***** broke I can tell it
Fuck tha hoe I got better
Fuck tha Hoe I got several
I had to stay 100
Feel like Yung Margielaa
She tryna stay my bitch
Ion know what to tell her