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Stair Case Video (MV)




Performed By: inWintr
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Jalen Dumas




inWintr - Stair Case Lyrics
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Uh
It's so rare
To find someone that
Actually cares
So while are you here
I'ma make sure you know
How I feel
It feel like I'm frolicking, and fallin' out
The system lil' bitch I'm demolishin', I'ma take it all
My niggas got sticks and them Dracs, so all it take is one call
We got shooters in the hall
F*ck it shooters in the staircase
You got guns, but they all gray
Grab that Glock 16 and mind break
My shit purple or better
We chase the storm, change the weather
I f*ck that bitch, she gon' rain no umbrella
Fall in love with that bitch, I don't know how to tell her
I don't know how to say it, f*ck
I don't think I'ma tell her, f*ck
I don't know what I'm sayin'
My thoughts keep replayin' and changin'
You tryna stand out, but you lane-in
Tell me baby, are you staying?
Cause I need that closure
Over with the fakes and the posers
I'ma pick you up with some roses
Give me time, I'll bring you closer
Yeah,
This bitch on board with it, but I got so bored with it
So now I think I need more women
Am I a whore, it got me trippin'
Dick in your bitch, it got her limping
I swim to the racks, like I was Olympic
My pockets on fat, but my stomach Ozempic
Tryna find the bitch ass niggas, and you fit the description
Pullin' strings in this bitch like Henson-
Yeah
Pullin' strings in this bitch like Jim Henson
Smoking K2, and he smokin' on gypsum
Only smoke top shelf, good diesel my engine
I ain't hearin' you, I ain't ask for the 10 cents
And matterfact, bitch, I ain't ask you for nothin'
Cause the time I did, yeah, you pulled off stuntin'
I zip my lip, I ain't sayin' nothin'
Down bad, he mix that Tris with Tussin
He cannot get out the way, so that FN-57 take him on a trip
I treat that hoe like a bong, when I walk in this bitch, hit this hoe off the rip
Like, why do these niggas keep talkin'?
I don't wanna hear it If this shit is not bout the bread
I ask what she doin', she tellin' me spread
When it come to the sound, don't be pressed when it spread
Yeah
Winter
Winter
Go
It's so rare
To find someone that
Actually cares
So while are you here
I'ma make sure you know
How I feel
It feel like I'm frolicking, and fallin' out
The system lil' bitch I'm demolishin', I'ma take it all
My niggas got sticks and them Dracs, so all it take is one call
We got shooters in the hall
F*ck it shooters in the staircase
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Uh
It's so rare
To find someone that
Actually cares
So while are you here
I'ma make sure you know
How I feel
It feel like I'm frolicking, and fallin' out
The system lil' bitch I'm demolishin', I'ma take it all
My niggas got sticks and them Dracs, so all it take is one call
We got shooters in the hall
F*ck it shooters in the staircase
You got guns, but they all gray
Grab that Glock 16 and mind break
My shit purple or better
We chase the storm, change the weather
I f*ck that bitch, she gon' rain no umbrella
Fall in love with that bitch, I don't know how to tell her
I don't know how to say it, f*ck
I don't think I'ma tell her, f*ck
I don't know what I'm sayin'
My thoughts keep replayin' and changin'
You tryna stand out, but you lane-in
Tell me baby, are you staying?
Cause I need that closure
Over with the fakes and the posers
I'ma pick you up with some roses
Give me time, I'll bring you closer
Yeah,
This bitch on board with it, but I got so bored with it
So now I think I need more women
Am I a whore, it got me trippin'
Dick in your bitch, it got her limping
I swim to the racks, like I was Olympic
My pockets on fat, but my stomach Ozempic
Tryna find the bitch ass niggas, and you fit the description
Pullin' strings in this bitch like Henson-
Yeah
Pullin' strings in this bitch like Jim Henson
Smoking K2, and he smokin' on gypsum
Only smoke top shelf, good diesel my engine
I ain't hearin' you, I ain't ask for the 10 cents
And matterfact, bitch, I ain't ask you for nothin'
Cause the time I did, yeah, you pulled off stuntin'
I zip my lip, I ain't sayin' nothin'
Down bad, he mix that Tris with Tussin
He cannot get out the way, so that FN-57 take him on a trip
I treat that hoe like a bong, when I walk in this bitch, hit this hoe off the rip
Like, why do these niggas keep talkin'?
I don't wanna hear it If this shit is not bout the bread
I ask what she doin', she tellin' me spread
When it come to the sound, don't be pressed when it spread
Yeah
Winter
Winter
Go
It's so rare
To find someone that
Actually cares
So while are you here
I'ma make sure you know
How I feel
It feel like I'm frolicking, and fallin' out
The system lil' bitch I'm demolishin', I'ma take it all
My niggas got sticks and them Dracs, so all it take is one call
We got shooters in the hall
F*ck it shooters in the staircase
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Writer: Jalen Dumas
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