Wintertime – Make It Last lyrics

[Hook]
I can't fuck with the IRS, give a fuck about the IRS (s-s-s)
They just mad 'cause I'm ridin' on jets
They just mad 'cause I'm ridin' on jets (jets, jets, jets)
I can't fuck with the IRS, give a fuck about the IRS (s-s-s)
But if the IRS hear this song, then I'll fuck with the IRS (s-s-s)

[Verse]
I can't fuck with the IRS, are they mad 'cause I'm riding on jets?
Are they mad I got diamonds on my neck?
Are they mad 'cause I'm young and I'm flexin'?
These niggas actors, they young and I'm restless
3Time, I got that heat like it's Texas
They know I'm on the map like a GPS is
I don't even ask for directions
I be skatin', I'm in the future like the Matrix
This tres veces, I'm out the way, I'm too evasive
They try to copy, I paint the picture and they trace it
I be skatin', I'm 360 like a tre flip
If you want some of my skates, take my old skates
I'm too fresh and I'm too clean, but it ain't no Colgate
Your best shit not even close to my throwaways
Go away, like you really gotta go away
3Time, one man army, yeah I'm OMA
If you talkin' 'bout a bag, then I'm on my way
Bitch be askin' all them questions like a Q&A
I'm a real one, it's written in my DNA
3Time, I'm in the mountains with my sensei
Practicing my karate, and my MMA
Tres veces, what do you wanna do today?
Same thing that we do everyday, get to this cake
Hey, okay
I be fly like a plane, all they do is complain
Why they always be hatin'? Why they always be hatin'?
What did I do to deserve this? What did I do to deserve this?
What did I do to deserve this?
Why they always be hatin' on the kid?
Why they be always hatin' on the kid?
I always be out and out in public
But you never even know when you see
Yeah you know when you when you see
When you see me, yeah you know it's him
Oh yeah, the IRS, you a bitch

[Hook]
I can't fuck with the IRS, give a fuck about the IRS (s-s-s)
They just mad 'cause I'm ridin' on jets
They just mad 'cause I'm ridin' on jets (jets, jets, jets)
I can't fuck with the IRS, give a fuck about the IRS (s-s-s)
But if the IRS hear this song, then I'll fuck with the IRS (s-s-s)

[Post-Hook]
Ooh, give me millions (millions)
Hundreds (hundreds), thousands (thousands)
Millions (millions)
Commas (commas)
I love you (you know I do)
Oooooh

[Hook]
I can't fuck with the IRS, give a fuck about the IRS (s-s-s)
They just mad 'cause I'm ridin' on jets
They just mad 'cause I'm ridin' on jets (jets, jets, jets)
I can't fuck with the IRS, give a fuck about the IRS (s-s-s)
But if the IRS hear this song, then I'll fuck with the IRS (s-s-s)