We Got It ft. Scottie Pimpen Lyrics

Nigga know that we got it

Nigga know that we got it

Nigga know that we got it

We gone pull up & pop it

Boy we know you ain't popping

Heard he broke need to stop it

Get to talking bout money

But nigga suggesting we changing the topic

Take my bitch to the tropic

Street nigga we solid

And that chopper gone take off his face

If he ever think about robbing

No Batman but I'm robbing

Bitch this Jacktown but ain't Gotham

I got two hoes and they topless

We gone six nine no Tekashi

If it's beef nigga no squashing

Bitch I'm big sauce extra topping

Young nigga having sauce for days

Water water this a player wave

I got bitches that'll take the pain

Fuck driving rather take the plane

Nigga hating throwing salt on my name

Better watch where you walk

When you talking bout stepping

Ain't talking bout Covid

When I say you bitches can catch it

Dripped in this bitch

Guest you say I'm the freshest

I'm from the Jack but I moved out to Texas

I learn from my past

Then took over my present

If you making money

I got to respect it

I'm the goat with this shit and they got to accept it

Had to get it my own

I didn't ask for directions

Watch a nigga go all the way in

I need some money

I don't need a friend

I just pray that heaven come with a pen

I just hope that pussy come with a twin

Big racks everything on me

Throwing up my P

Had to make them believe me

But it wasn't easy

Nigga know that we got it

We gone pull up & pop it

Boy we know you ain't popping

Heard he broke need to stop it

Get to talking bout money

But nigga suggesting we changing the topic

Take my bitch to the tropic

Street nigga we solid

And that chopper gone take off his face

If he ever think about robbing

No Batman but I'm robbing

Bitch this Jacktown but ain't Gotham

I got two hoes and they topless

We gone six nine no Tekashi

If it's beef nigga no squashing

Bitch I'm big sauce extra topping

I got it up outta the mud

Big Playa these niggas some scrubs

A vampire to a fuck nigga

If I have to come get it in blood

When I'm pulling up in the coup all the bad bitches wanna sit on the leather

But I ain't fuckin wit the toxic bitches that ain't got they paper together

I got plays on my mind

30s on my sticks

Racks in the bank

I keep money on my mind

Bitches on my dick and stars on my rank

I ain't playin with these niggas

So niggas don't need to be playin with me

Crosses get turned into double crosses

All I'm doin is paying a fee

Its easy to see that I'm getting this paper but lil niggas still actin blind to the facts

I'm running this shit like I'm a dictator

The cost for the sauce is gon come with some tax

I married the money I'm tied to the streets

Queens on my team but I keep a few freaks

I'm winning so much they thinkin I cheat

On top of my game I ain't got to compete

Nigga know that we got it

We gone pull up & pop it

Boy we know you ain't popping

Heard he broke need to stop it

Get to talking bout money

But nigga suggesting we changing the topic

Take my bitch to the tropic

Street nigga we solid

And that chopper gone take off his face

If he ever think about robbing

No Batman but I'm robbing

Bitch this Jacktown but ain't Gotham

I got two hoes and they topless

We gone six nine no Tekashi

If it's beef nigga no squashing

Bitch I'm big sauce extra topping