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)