We Out Here lyrics

[Verse 1:]
n*ggas got dis an dat to say (adrian swish)
Who me? They talkin bout you smooth (who me)
n*ggas be runnin they mouth like news crews
I got b*tches, gettin hits like blues clues
We just tryna figure out now what we gon’ do to em
It’s no stressin ova dumb n*ggas stackin on they deficit high
Just so I can look down on you bum n*ggas
I’ll neva run n*gga or hold ma tongue b*tch
Hit a b*tch, get a b*tch, sprung quick I’m done wid it
We out here, n*gga! you not here n*gga
You lookin fo’ backup, betta back up n*gga
Got some burnt out n*ggas that’ll act up n*gga
Bottles come heavyweight, an dese sucka n*ggas they hatin

[Chorus: Skeme]
I ain't trippin or anything, not stressed or bipolar, all I’m worried bout is paper
I’m in d fast lane, headin to d doe, what you sittin fo’ let a n*gga know
Yea homie we be out here doe (here doe! here doe!)
Yea homie we be out here doe (here doe! here doe!)

[Verse 2:]
Here I go, ain’t turnin down nuttin! (nuttin)
Got ma dallaz up so dese n*ggas steady fussin
Need you some b*tch? (what), actin like a rachet we know you see him hit it wid a ratchet
Now instagram that mothaf*cka! (mothaf*cka!)
Think you rich wid a rag mothaf*cka! (mothaf*cka!)
I spend that much on a tab mothaf*cka! (mothaf*cka!)
We gettin money where it’s at mothaf*cka! (mothaf*cka!)
Out here, you gotta be concrete, soft n*ggas don’t want beef
You got d big money don’t talk cheap
D homie pass fo’ some rags on d back street
I run a b*tch like a athlete, she say she love me I say that’s deep (ha!)
I’m out here like all week! Watch me get it like I’m off beat
[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Molly’s on her tongue (tongue), hundreds on the floor (floor)
A box sayin hot chains sayin here I go
Got d money in ma robbins I be gettin fanmail
You can’t f*ck wit me! I can’t f*ck wit ma damn self
(Is she yo wifey?) But she mine at the function
Maa chain insomniac, you neva see it tucked in
Watch loaded and I’m owned it n*gga!
Take a n*gga shine, what you gon’ do n*gga! (swish)
Woo! Here I go!
n*gga say they puttin work in every year they don’t
Be d same mothaf*ckaz every year they broke
You can bet yo last dolla every year I go, where d mina?!
Dese comptowns can’t be speak my name 2 gs to get you
No PR they go only ER, boy rap n*ggas ain’t wit you
Ain’t bout dat life, ain’t seen no war, don’t want no issues
Ain’t shinin no hoes, I be crying up dem hoes keep throwin tissues

[Chorus]