We Got

Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew
Yuh, yuh

We got some rocket, ice, some pills, some weed, some lean, and Chardonnay
I got a ratchet, classy, bougie, basic, bitch from cross the way (cross the way)
We tote Choppas, Glocks, and Rugers ain't no room to conversate
We got Benz's Porsche's, Beamers, Scats, and Cats that cost a bank
In the club with all these hustlers, trappers, rappers, and these robbers
She gon' fuck when I say "Fuck" just for Celine, Gucci, and Prada (ha)
In the section standing on couches wit' my patna's they can't stop us
We been clutchin' on all of these Gats
Like we Mad Max and Biggs from Shottas (ha)

We sell quarters, halves, and zips, we got Qp's, bowls, and all
She a stripper I'm gon' flip her knock her down and break her jaw (we did)
Niggas quick to claim a bitch, but knowin' that bitch ain't claiming y'all
She only dancin', put me in his mentions I still play around
You get one or two or more, fuck the price we drop it down
You can pay me for your check, I spit that crack like Bobby Brown
Niggas loud until we draw that (pew, pew, pew), make not a sound
She out the projects, if she got low mileage, I might knock her down (ha)
Bitch we strapped with ARPs, it's red roamin' DOA (DOA)
When I walked inside the club, I'm having chips like Frito-Lay
Niggas muggin' in this bitch we asked that boy "Is he ok?"
Fuck it, I don't see your base, oh mama come get me yo' face (come get me yo' face, yuh)

We got some rocket, ice, some pills, some weed, some lean, and Chardonnay (damn, damn)
I got a ratchet, classy, bougie, basic, bitch from cross the way (she all)
We tote Choppas, Glocks, and Rugers ain't no room to conversate
We got Benz's Porsche's, Beamers, Scats, and Cats that cost a bank (yeah)
In the club with all these hustlers, trappers, rappers, and these robbers
She gon' fuck when I say "Fuck" just for Celine, Gucci, and Prada
In the section standing on couches wit', my patna's they can't stop us (bitch)
We been clutchin' on all of these Gats
Like we Mad Max and Biggs from Shottas (yeah, yeah)