We Them

We Them -Preme /A $AP Rocky

Show them niggas we ride and we roll

We'll be ridin'til the wheel falls off

Show them ni**a we grind and this gold

We'll be shinin'til the lights go out

Do this one for the highs for the lows

For the rich for the poor

For the niggas that won't make it

The niggas with a shot

The niggas that gon'give it all they got

We them niggas

I walk with niggas you don't f**k with

Them same niggas I stuck with

If I drive by in my spaceship them

Hoes all get abducted

Royalty I dream that

Loyalty I'll bleed that

Know many brothers I feed ni**a

So I don't need your feedback

Hunnid K where I sleep at

I got Louie loafs at my feet at

You touch one of mine

We take ten of yours and I mean that

Ni**a lean back I caught a case

And I'll beat the case

Jewish lawyers we need that

Yellin'mazel tov on my seat back

And a super ho on her knee caps

I'm fly as sh*t b**ch check me out

My b**ch bad as sh*t

Gon'and check her out

I had her at the hotel stretching out

Get checks in while I'm checkin'out

Real ni**a real ni**a

Twelve rounds I Holyfield niggas

I'm superman with this chopper fam

You looking at the man of steele ni**a

I ride around my town with young inmates

They hate coppers

Rich niggas all mobsters

Rude boys all shottas gully niggas

Some gaza daytimes

Like her night shifts

Our loyalty is priceless

Born poor but we'll die rich

Show them niggas we ride and we roll

We'll be ridin'til the wheel falls off

Show them ni**a we grind and this gold

We'll be shinin'til the lights go out

Do this one for the highs for the lows

For the rich for the poor

For the niggas that won't make it

The niggas with a shot

The niggas that gon'give it all they got

We them niggas

Them other rappers is dry snitchin'

Me I talk that fly sh*t

Plottin'at the lot Ferraris

I can't even drive stick

Mother f**k your gossip

The concept is my nine inch

Dick up on your b**ch lips

He kiss kiss I got this

Don't worry Harlem I got this

Somebody tell me where the top is

Parking lot pimp in a drop six

Comme de Garcon with Rock kicks

Mighta crew sh*t mighta chop sh*t

They on that new sh*t

They on that block sh*t

Like that pop sh*t I'm on that Pac sh*t

That hit em up motherf**ker die quick

The haters hate they don't want

Let my niggas come home

But I'm ambitious plus impatient

Plus the fact that I'm grown

I see the jealousy you made

And now my ni**a come on

Cause I'm on we on

Whole lot of names

Whole lot of lames

F**kin'up the way

Cause they all sound the same

But I'm sorry for the way

To make my own lane

These niggas so gay

Show them niggas we ride and we roll

We'll be ridin'til the wheel falls off

Show them ni**a we grind and this gold

We'll be shinin'til the lights go out

Do this one for the highs for the lows

For the rich for the poor

For the niggas that won't make it

The niggas with a shot

The niggas that gon'give it all they got

We them niggas