My Team Winnin - Travis Porter

Bad hoes I’m seen with them

Car seats got Screens in them

Hoes roll, got beans in 'em

Check the stats, my team winning (x4)

Ok, my trap bunking got beans in it

Green gold got bling in it

Back seats got Lean in it

Check the stats, my team winning (x4)

This ain’t no taxi, taxi

I’m rolling down the window

From the back seat, back seat

No this ain’t no rental Boy I Bought it I own it I keep a chauffeur, he drove it

My pocket money can’t fold it

I keep some bitches to hold it

My belt got lv’s in it

Shoes got lv’s in it

Bank account got G’s in it

Here a hundred dollar bill, I sneeze in it

And if you got 2 Doors I Be’s in it

Wanna watch me, I leaves in it

If you see a bad bitch In The Passenger Seat

You know damn well that Ali’s in it

Ok, my team winning, my team winning

Gotta H Town girl, codeine sipping

Double G slippers, I’m a clean nigga

Nigga black drinkin' like he don’t need a liver

Lot of bitches lot of liquor and a little tree

I gotta bring a couple more cause I’m t-p

I bet the high siditty bitches try to play me

I bet they get it indi-end like a teepee

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Never been a fool, and that’s word to eric neville

Yeah, and they all looking at me

You such a runnin rebel, when you in LV

High, ain’t nuttin they can tell me

I got bars I don’t think you nigga’s cell ring

You little niggas little league I’m the real thing

I still wonder while you little niggas still breathe

I’m ring winnin, my jeans different

Lil PRPS like 3 digits

Don’t be on BS keep it G, nigga, what it be, nigga

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Bet I get a bitch open like a flea-flicker

Ricky Vaughn in this bitch, Major League, nigga

And to think you muthafuckas thought Sheen winnin'

Word

Ok, check the stats, check the racks

We getting money, you can face the facts

Monday through Monday we be cashing checks

We den turnt it up now it’s at the max

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Den I put that ho on the welcome mat

Den I tell that ho ain’t no coming back

I do this shit for a exercize

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Ain’t wearin' that shit if it ain’t customized

They at the bottom

We popping bottles, it don’t stop

They killed the scene;

I killed the block

Put a brand new on top my watch

Got a beans if you wanna pop

I pop one, you pop one

Whole team in dem new drops;

nigga you should go && go cop one

Bad bitch riding shotgun

2 of her friends in the back boy

My team winning that’s a fact boy

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Check the stats, my team winning

All my hoes got team with em

Shirt cotton;

my jeans denim

Had to wear the 13's with them

Had to wear the 13's with them

3 blunts got green in em

2 cups got lean in em

1 bitch, my team hittin

Yeah bitch, my team hittin

My bitch fly, my pit fly, my car fly, got wings in it

Got wings in, clear eyes, vizine in it

You need to check the record, you better check the stats, I bet they tell you

that my team winnin