We on ft. Joey Soul Lyrics

This beat just made me to a fuckin idol, man

We goin up like the fuckin Eiffel, man

This a warning shot to all my rivals, man

Go against me you must be psycho, man

Said she into me so she comin to my house, man

We ain't step inside when she already take her blouse, man

We just did a bout

30 minutes on the couch

It be rainin down with racks

Then I'm followed by the clout

And you know what it's about

Always drippin', never drought

Disrespect the name, and you know that ain't allowed

Room full of snow bunnies, and they getting plowed

Treat em like a starter pack you know they get around

Godaaamn

Don't you go against the man

If you plot against my shit

I suggest another plan

Messin with the clown will leave you lyin in the land

It's that 97 nigga

That's that Rara's in the jam

Okaaaaay

Got a dazzle in the dress

Said she wanna show me all the skills that she possess

Got a couple of my own we put her to the test

If she up there with her period you can call it a success

And you know I'm with the shit, with the shit, with the shit

And we on with the shit, with the shit, with the shit

And we on with the shit, with the shit, with the shit

And we on with the shit, with the shit, with the shit

Fuckin this Beat

I'm bout to Eat

I'm bout to Eat all of these beats

Comin in clean

Comin with dreams

Poppin some beans

Sippin on lean

I'm on the scene just doin my best

My ex is a hoe that hoe is a mess

Don't mean to be rude just on to the next

Now look at my smile now look at me flex

Rocha with the smile hoe you know what I mean

Rocha with the style hoe comin out clean

Rocha with the best sound you know what I mean

You don't wanna go rounds soundin kinda mean

Mean clean I'm a machine

I'm on the scene shout out to me

Bitches hoes all on the floor

Got a few keys just openin doors

I got the change you see what you store?

Rocha's the name biggie's reborn

Hoes from high school callin my phone

They listen to me I set the tone

I fuck em leave em

Groupies I need em

Abusing the needle

You know I bleed it

Up in this shit up on ya bitch

My niggas holdin that clip

holdin that clip

Turnin the game up to bits

Eatin the pieces of bits

And we on

You know we finna be on

Everyone singing this song

And we on

Feelin so right when I'm wrong

Bringin my niggas along

And we on

With the shit, with the shit, with the shit, and we on

With the shit, with the shit, with the shit, and we on

With the shit, with the shit, with the shit, and we on

With the shit, with the shit, with the shit, and we on

With the shit, with the shit, with the shit