We In Here lyrics

Losers lick me long time!
(long time, these losers lick me long time)
Queen, aye (b*tch i’ma bang bro)
Queen sh*t b*tch, aye

These rappers is b*tches, they actually snitches
Do corny sh*t to grasp my attention, i’m laughing at n*ggas
Disrespectful for me, blast for me, you blasphemous n*gga
Don’t talk that money sh*t, that ain’t no bag, they giving trash to these n*ggas
And i don’t give a f*ck still, you know whats up and it suck still
Like n*ggas f*cking b*tches with them butt pills
He’ll sell his soul to get f*cked, that’s a sl*t deal
Ten toes by myself, these pus*y n*ggas in a hut still
Make it make sense
He saying i’m too loud and sh*t, but that’s my fragrance
Don’t wanna come around a b*tch ‘cause i’ma take sh*t
Your n*gga turn into my b*tch like he just shape shift
Hoe let’s talk about it
He need a rain coat, he love to lick me long time like we in [?]
b*tch i’m a master of seduction, i’m a bank roll
I’m leaving n*ggas, b*tch i’m taking what you came for
Never been a lame hoe

b*tch we in here, b*tch we in here
b*tch we in here, b*tch we in here
Me and all my friends bound to take your man
If we wanna take your man, b*tch we f*ckin’ up your plans
b*tch we in here, b*tch we in here
b*tch we in here, b*tch we in here
Me and all my friends bound to take your man
If we wanna take your man, b*tch we f*ckin’ up your plans
These rappers is cappers, they actually actors
Got that n*gga stalking me, shouldn’t have been f*cking him backwards
Now i press fast forward on his ass and i left him a napkin
He ain’t never stressing me ever ‘cause that’s a distraction, that’s a subtraction
I’m getting money, that’s some more fractions
I’m killing b*tches, Queen Key, that’s the assassin
You don’t wanna f*ck with me ‘cause b*tch i’m into fashion
In other words, get dressed like eggs in a basket
But i don’t do Easter, it’s a new year and i got all new eaters
b*tch if you don’t care, i ain’t gon’ call you either
I’m really too rare to ball, you beavers, i made all you believers
And when i get some head i wear my house shoes
He on my di*k, read my tweets it ain’t about you
I got some sh*t that make the biggest freak come out you
He prolly said that he gon’ kill me, he bout to

b*tch we in here, b*tch we in here
b*tch we in here, b*tch we in here
Me and all my friends bound to take your man
If we wanna take your man, b*tch we f*ckin’ up your plans
b*tch we in here, b*tch we in here
b*tch we in here, b*tch we in here
Me and all my friends bound to take your man
If we wanna take your man, b*tch we f*ckin’ up your plans

We f*ckin’ up your plans