We Them (feat. A$AP Rocky)

Show them **** we ride (We ride)

And we roll (And we roll)

We'll be ridin' 'til the wheels fall off

Show them **** we grind (We grind)

And this gold (And this gold)

We'll be shinin' 'til the lights go out

Do this one for the highs (The highs)

For the lows (For the lows)

For the rich (For the rich)

For the poor (For the poor)

For the **** that won't make it

The **** with a shot

Them **** that gon' give it all they got

We them ****

I walk with **** you don't fuck with

Them same **** I stuck with

If I drive by in my spaceship

Them hoes all get abducted

Royalty, I dream that

Loyalty, I'll bleed that

Know how many brothers I feed ****?

So I don't need your feedback

A hunnid K where I sleep at

I got Louis loaf's where my feet at

You touch one of mine, we take ten of yours

And I mean that

****, lean back

I caught a case and I'll beat the case

Jewish lawyers, we need that

Yellin' Mazel tov on my seat back

And a super ho on her knee caps

I'm fly as shit, bitch check me out

My bitch bad as shit

Go on check her out

I had her at the hotel stretchin' out

Get checks in while I'm checkin' out

Real ****, real ****

Twelve rounds, I Holyfield ****

I'm Superman with this choppa fam'

You lookin' at the Man of Steel, ****

I ride around my town with young inmates

They hate coppers

Rich ****, all mobsters

Rude boys, all shottas

Gully ****, some Gaza

Daytime's like our night shifts

Our loyalty is priceless

Born poor but we'll die rich

Show them **** we ride (Yeah)

And we roll (And we roll)

We'll be ridin' 'til the wheels fall off

Show them **** we grind (We grind)

And this gold (And this gold)

We'll be shinin' 'til the lights go out

Do this one for the highs (The highs)

For the lows (For the lows)

For the rich (For the rich)

For the poor (For the poor)

For the **** that won't make it

The **** with a shot

And **** that gon' give it all they got

We them ****

Them other rappers dry snitch

Me, I talk that fly shit (Yeah)

Plottin' at the lot, Ferraris

I can't even drive stick

Motherfuck yo' gossip (Yeah)

The concept is my 9 inch (Yeah)

Dick up on yo' bitch lips

He kiss-kiss, I got this (Uh)

Don't worry Harlem World, I got this

Somebody tell me where the top is

Parkin' lot pimp, in a drop six

Comme des garçons when we rock kicks

Might just screw shit, might just chop shit

They on that new shit, they on that block shit

Like that pop shit, I'm on that Pac shit

That hit 'em up, motherfucker die quick

Uh

These haters hatin'

They ain't wanna let my **** come home

But I'm ambitious, plus impatient

Plus the fact that I'm grown

I see the jealousy you made and now my **** come on

'Cause I'm on and we on (Yeah)

A whole lotta names

Whole lotta lames

Fuckin' up the way

'Cause they all sound the same (Yeah)

But I'm sorry for the way

Had to make my own lane (Yeah)

You **** so gay

But that new A$AP with heavy Reign

Show them **** we ride (We ride)

And we roll (And we roll)

We'll be ridin' 'til the wheels fall off

Show them **** we grind (We grind)

And this gold (And this gold)

We'll be shinin' 'til the lights go out

Do this one for the highs (The highs)

For the lows (For the lows)

For the rich (For the rich)

For the poor (For the poor)

For the **** that won't make it

The **** with a shot

And **** that gon' give it all they got

We them **** (We them ****)