We Did It

Im a rockstar nigga and I can't complain Got the top down nigga in the fucking rain I rock cashmere sweater and givenchy chains You ain't got aim Niggas tried to shoot and they missed You in the way You ain't never hit one time in ya life You niggas they faking Bitch keep calling me dark Saying I'm satan Buying it Send me the backend Everything fall into place Bitch I hope you fall on your face I ain't gon never go I ain't go never go meet in the back of the place I could pull up with a I could pull up white a k spray I could just hop out a I could just hop out a This is a wraith My niggas pop out at My niggas pop out at night and in day Lowe givenchy I went lowe balenci I coulda paid tuition I rather pay get you missing I paved a way for the children The dished got whipped in the kitchen The bitch whipped dope like the kiddies Nigga put the blame on us cause we did it I'm pairing the bitches For every one of my niggas They saying they get it I don't really think that they get it Talk about the shit that we living Talk bout the shit and we did it Talking bout the shit that we getting Talking bout the money we getting Talking bout the shit that we do Talking bout the shit and we gifted Talk a lot of shit, you tripping Talk about me yea I done it All my niggas they gunning And I ride with a hundred Then he rode with an onion And he rode running Got pulled over for nothing And he ain't do no talking And he kept it 200 We taking trips out the country We went to Paris and London for nothing Young boy say he wan stay in the city Got business to handle He drumming the drummers He keep a drum like percussion Told him stay out trouble They paying me double I only gotta pay them to touch you I only made a way out the struggle And I put your bae in a shuffle Bottega the rain in the puddle He came with a shank and he cut him Now you know that you bugging You know I get fresher than bloody You ain't talking no money Wrap that boy up like a mummy We really moved in a dungeon My niggas shoot like Kentucky Wiping your nose it was running You niggas silly go lucky He think he cool but he wasn't They think they hot but they isn't That's why I'm keeping my distance This shit is for me it's written I paved a way for the children The dished got whipped in the kitchen The bitch whipped dope like the kiddies Nigga put the blame on us cause we did it I'm pairing the bitches For every one of my niggas They saying they get it I don't really think that they get it Talk about the shit that we living Talk bout the shit and we did it Talking bout the shit that we getting Talking bout the money we getting Talking bout the shit that we do Talking bout the shit and we gifted Talk a lot of shit, you tripping Im a rockstar nigga and I can't complain Got the top down nigga in the fucking rain I rock cashmere sweater and givenchy chains And my swag so 100 I could never change