Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shy Glizzy
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Austin Millz
Producer
Letras
[Verse 1]
You know us
We want it with whoever, ****, we don't care who the fuck
Gon' 'head, boot 'em up
Got a shooter in the cut, all the fuck he know is shoot 'em up
[Verse 2]
****, they ain't cool as us
They tryna bite the swag, hell naw, they ain't foolin' us
One time for the one time
And we chunkin' up the deuce two times for the you know what?
[Verse 3]
You know what?
Yo ass too lame, so, I'm sorry, you can't sit with us
You know what?
Your bitch, she know my name, see my chain, she gon' give it up
[Verse 4]
You know what?
These **** want a problem, we gon' solve it when I finish up
You know what?
I came from the bottom, still mobbin', I ain't givin' up
[Verse 5]
They say that I'm a menace to society
Come and get it, trey-seven where you'll find me
Rap **** still mad they couldn't sign me
Mad that they old ass need to be retiring
[Verse 6]
See, first, all I wanted was a new car
Then I spent that new car on a new watch
You can ask my whole hood, Do I run the block?
It still ain't hit me that my **** Mari got shot
[Verse 7]
You like to shoot ball, I like to shoot Glocks
Got some young ****, twelve, who like to smoke pot
They mom don't pay the bills, she like to smack rock
I just hope they don't grow up to be a hope not
[Verse 8]
You know us
We want it with whoever, ****, we don't care who the fuck
Gon' 'head, boot 'em up
Got a shooter in the cut, all the fuck he know is shoot 'em up
[Verse 9]
****, they ain't cool as us
They tryna bite the swag, hell naw, they ain't foolin' us
One time for the one time
And we chunkin' up the deuce two times for the you know what
[Verse 10]
You know what?
Yo ass too lame, so, I'm sorry, you can't sit with us
You know what?
Your bitch, she know my name, see my chain, she gon' give it up
[Verse 11]
You know what?
These **** want a problem, we gon' solve it when I finish up
You know what?
I came from the bottom, still mobbin', I ain't givin' up
[Verse 12]
She just wanna do it for a real ****
I know her style, she gon' fuck whoever bill's bigger
Called me papi, thought I was a little ****
Until she seen Tommy come up out these Hilfiger's
[Verse 13]
I told the bitch, I like to get high
I like to get money and I like to get fly
These **** tryna play me like my **** don't ride
Know somebody better pay me or these **** gon' die
[Verse 14]
Ain't tryna be friendly, I just came to get a Bentley
Mayor of my city, lotta haters in your city
I'm smashin' on your ho, if I think she look pretty
First class to my city, she be runnin' with the Glizzys
[Verse 15]
You know us
We want it with whoever, ****, we don't care who the fuck
Gon' 'head, boot 'em up
Got a shooter in the cut, all the fuck he know is shoot 'em up
[Verse 16]
****, they ain't cool as us
They tryna bite the swag, hell naw, they ain't foolin' us
One time for the one time
And we chunkin' up the deuce two times for the you know what
[Verse 17]
You know what?
Yo ass too lame, so, I'm sorry, you can't sit with us
You know what?
Your bitch, she know my name, see my chain, she gon' give it up
[Verse 18]
You know what?
These **** want a problem, we gon' solve it when I finish up
You know what?
I came from the bottom, still mobbin', I ain't givin' up
Written by: Marquis King