All We Do Is Win

All We Do Is Win - Byron Juane/Derek Minor/Canon

Composed by：Byron Juane/Derek Minor/Aaron McCain

Hit the gym flex

Run me my check

We on yo' neck

Shooters on deck

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

Hit the gym flex

Run me my check

We on yo' neck

Shooters on deck

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

I need a dub fasho'

The bag and trophy I need to go

You cannot match the glow

I'm covered I'm shinin' from head to toe

Y'all ain't notice

Y'all ain't notice

Exec like potus

Exec like potus

And that say open

And that say open

Hold up flex game coutces

Flex game coutces

Crept down the court court

Bought with the faith

Like I don't even start fo' the win

I don't play

Got a coat fo' the rain

Y'all boys brace fo' the storm

We tsunami in foreign

And it's best that you stay informed

We run plays without no script

Aye that's light work

Aye that's light work

We make bands off our shot

But what's yo' net worth

What's yo' net worth

I cut ties fo' all my team

Yeah all this drip and no canteen

And y'all boys canned but no sardines

We off this wave fo' all 19

I don't I don't yeah

Got no words don't say too much

Clock on 5

And I step like clutch

Team G6

And at least they up

Aye gotta hit that flex

Like a real because we ah

Hit the gym flex flex

Run me my check run my check

We on yo' neck

Shooters on deck

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

Hit the gym flex

Run me my check

We on yo' neck

Shooters on deck

All we do win

All we do win yeah

All we do win

All we do win

I gotta win it

Yeah I just sprint to the finish

I'm poppin' on spinach

I cook like I'm fryin' off chicken

And ain't no debate about who in the kitchen

I ain't even fishin'

Yeah they tryna eat our fillet

Yeah but beat out and yell like

Then come out and get it

Ooh yeah ooh hot

Fresh out the skillet yeah

Breezy I got a whole lot on my plate

Breezy I got a whole lot on my plate

You busy lookin' on IG

It won't get you nothin'

But fake love and a whole lot of hate

Look at my life get you motivated

Came from the bottom below the pavement

Shoutout to God man we finally made it

I know some people that prolly hate it

Ooh I ain't worried 'bout yo' opinion

I'ma live my life

In the studio in Georgia

Finna kill a mic

Quarterbackin' money plays

You should take a hike

First down first down

First down first down

Runnin' through you by the mouth

Stiff-arm you on the ground

Knockin' heads off now

And I know you hear that sound

And it don't stop

And it don't stop

And you gettin' mobbed

Sideline pumped

Hit the gym flex

Run me my check

We on yo' neck

Shooters on deck

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

Hit the gym flex

Run me my check

We on yo' neck

Shooters on deck

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win

All we do win