We On

Okay Uh, okay I walked in the party and Mr. swag, so gnarly With a bad Spanish mammy that I act somebody Yea that's my Maseratti, going ham no salami That's your chick if I like it and I'm straight bow garden In the club where the bottles, that Rosay no Muscato They see me, models follow, ass clap, A, bravo I'll be why then my niggas see my jewels, they six figures Fuck your girl and her friend. I'm a dog. How'd you figure? Chillin' with my click and I puff that lot She don't wanna fuck then I tell the bitch bye Heart so cold, why waste my time? Twenty on the wrist cuz I like the shine Fuck you niggas who hate on my Credit card was not declined Missionary no, not me, I like that pussy from behind Bitch I'm balling every day, it's like somebody pressed rewind All my niggers came from nothing, mandatory that we shine Bought a plane and no complainin' if I happen to recline Sayin' nigga that they doubt it and I'm glad they don't remind Made a million off my hunger, that's just solely my reply Cuz we da best, shit ain't the lie Had to bring the money home I had to bring the money home Motherfucker, we on I had to bring the money home Motherfucker, we on I had to bring the money home Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the niggas with me Couple bitches getting siffy, celebrating cuz we winning We on (we on) we on (we on) And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on) I go so hard, niggas already know Still in the club when they close at 4 Birthday girl gon drop it low Let's make a toast to never broke us We on (we on) we on (we on) And we on (and we on) and we on (on) Okay, now one for the money, Shorty two for the fuck of it Pull up in some shit that just might destroy all your confidence Need a bitch and hit it quick and never know a government I'll be rocking Hermes and that X don't stand for hooligan High boy, I fly, high nigga, blast off You goof truth loose goose prove you ain't cutting soft We on, we on, way to keep up, bring on All these cases of that aces, bring them back to my oasis Taking shots after shots like I'm busting off that 44 Man, that's a rock, got me feeling like I'm overdosed Living with my niggas, celebrating, rocking hell a go Ring hell a big, you would think I won the Super Bowl Yea, we in the building, why the fuck you think it's super flow? Tell the DJ bring it back and show 'em what we really on All these women love me cuz they know a youngun money long Mama told me get it so I had to bring the money home Had to bring the money home I had to bring the money home Motherfucker, we on I had to bring the money home Motherfucker, we on I had to bring the money home Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the niggas with me Couple bitches getting siffy, celebrating cuz we winning We on (we on) we on (we on) And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on) I go so hard, niggas already know Still in the club when they close at 4 Birthday girl gon drop it low Let's make a toast to never broke us We on (we on) we on (we on) And we on (and we on) and we on (on)