We Up

Yeah, uh-uh
They don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the shit we on (we on, we on)
Everything new
Spikes on the Louboutins ('boutins, 'boutins)

I'm round the bullshit like a matador
I'm used to the bullshit, it don't matter, boy
Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and double knowledge of self

Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion
That pussy make a weak nigga break down
So what you want, the cheese or the cheeks?
You want the cheeks, she want the cheese, a bitch gotta eat

I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas ain't shit to me
Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from
I'm a Southside nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
You be that next nigga coroners come outline

You ain't made of what I'm made of
You a bum nigga with a bum bitch
Her shoes come from Bakers
Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers
What kind of rich nigga bitch look like that?

We on now, we pulling off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot
But front, I'll make it pop

They don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the shit we on (we on, we on)
Everything new (new)
Spikes on the Louboutins ('boutins, 'boutins)
We up, nigga

Visualize everything I needed and dreamed (uh-huh)
Penalized every ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?)
Guns in your video get you locked in tha' bing
Yeah, I kill a nigga quick, no worries, my record clean

Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up
Charity work, parking tickets and no charges
Fuck nigga, you fucked over your father
When he gave you a dick should have been a bitch in pajamas

I made my first million fucking dollars
Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and binocular
I'm scared, this shit don't happens to everybody

I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer
Debating on should I fuck, or jump on her single
Twenty thou', she got a hell of a ad lib
I'm in her mouth like I knew I could have kids, K-Dot

We on now, we pulling off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot
But front, I'll make it pop

They don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the shit we on (we on, we on)
Everything new (new)
Spikes on the Louboutins ('boutins, 'boutins)

Good pussy for dinner, b-bomb kush for breakfast
Deep-colored VS stones around my neck, bitch
It feels like a nigga dreamin'
Seat back, music bumpin', niggas leanin'

Bulls eye, that's what we came for
The bread, now a nigga run the game boy
I should've sent the broad to report what's in the yard
Aloof livin', I came up so hard
No pain, no gain, it's embedded in the brain
I'm in it for the grip, motherfuck the fame

We on now, we pulling off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the glock, won't pull it out a lot
But front, I'll make it pop

They don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the shit we on (we on, we on)
Everything new (new)
Spikes on the Louboutins ('boutins, 'boutins)
We up, nigga