Lyrics of yixingchi's "3"

3.Win

Whether it's live or NBA

The handle can fly in my hand

Let me let you score. I'll catch up

In the end, I still win

You've been practicing piano for years and it's useless

I've been learning classical for so long that I'm going crazy

Those rules don't work for me

Record my performance on my iPhone

My levels

You can't catch up

You're going after me, you're going after me, you're not going to get it

Because you're weak except for your height

Your girl friend is brainwashed by me

That one, that one

I want win

Load me up for launch

Come on, aim for me and get ready to launch

They're all watching for the launch

"90 og" bombing you to see brain

Man, back up, back up

It's like seeing your teammates in Yankou

Even if you fall on floor again

Looking up at the score in despair

I don't care what they think

Treat music like a softie

How long have you studied music

I'm going to kick your theory. I'm going to kick your balls

My levels

You can't catch up

You're going after me, you're going after me, you're not going to get it

You're not only chronical, you're slow

Yiye comes from the future

That one, that one

I want win