WE GOT IT ft. GUII Lyrics

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

Here we go on the fast lane switching all day

Make you think, make you feel, representing all ways

9560, everything is okay, everything is alright and I'm sorry for the late

You know, you know

That's how we keep it low-key

On the street how we roll, try to keep it OG

Never sleep, watch your back when you call your homies

This is real, listen up, you watch too many movies

Don't be sleeping on me

This is Fusion boy, and don't be trippin' on GUII

Easily, we murder you on this track repeatedly

Constantly, making your life turn into a comedy

Probably, you ain't never heard it sound like this

You wannabe rapper, I'll hit you on a five times list

Make you retire then admire with a highline twist

Across your neck, who's next? I gotta skyline fist, bitch

The problem is you don't listen

Fuck religion, you just an irony Christian

Following fiction, switching on a tolerance giving

I'm hollering bitches and I don't give a fuck if I'm different

Now I'll admit it, I got me in a limelight spot

Despite the thoughts be giving in a highlight shot

I might get caught, forgive me if I ignite y'all

The world's too small, the universe is all I've got, I got it all

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

Hello, mothafucker mas quem é que entrou aqui

Há quem dá um toque ao Boss, e há quem dá um toque ao GUII

Com a minha tropa no comando, ninguém pode olhar pa ti

Enquanto a Fusion dominar, mo boy tu vais piar finim

Shh Shh

Mas é q vais piar finim

Tentas dar pausa num bote, mas tu andas num carrinho

Metes a cara num cartaz, só pa te darem um carinho

Nem a guita dos teus pais, paga a tinta do meu carimbo

Vim ileso, no começo, e com o peso do meu preço, tavas teso que não me pudeste pagar

Se a disputa, fosse fruta, na maçã não deste luta, e não é com um iPhone que chegas lá

Se ainda queres que eu fico abaixo, do que eu fiz pa tar

Controla a tua cabrinha que dá leite pa quem quer mamar

Se eu vir que a teta arrasta, é porque a racha não dá pa tapar

E eu sei q ficas à rasca, quando bazas e ela quer ficar

E se ela aqui ficar, alguém vai lhe afincar

Tu próprio é que admitiste que no Insta é que ela é complica

Tu pedes pa identificar, e ela nem publica

E tu como um menino grande ainda pagas lhe o jantar

Mas caga nisso

Outsidah, o que é que eu disse

Se eu voltar, vai dar chatice

Não me digas que achas isso

Eu sei que isso é compromisso

E a nossa ilha sabe disso

Quer dizer, há uns indecisos

Mas pa quê tá aqui a falar

We got it all

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know

That kid's on fire

Yeah, we got it

That kid's on fire, you know