We The Best

In a foreign, go and make it jump, go and pull it off You ain't got none, yeah, lil bitch we be full of sauce Burn the block up, Trackhawk, pull it off Always wanna be the man with the most racks You ain't nothing, you a fan, yeah that's no cap Went up, bitch I stuck to the plan, I can't go back On my shoes, I done spent a band, you rockin' throwbacks Point at you, when I talk about who be down bad What you wanna do? You talk a lot, bitch, you sound mad Copped the glock but you won't fucking shoot, nah Pull up in the Bentley, make it move, yeah Hollow tips rip right through ya Found out you was switchin', I act like I never knew ya Wrist on frozen all the time, never need no cooler Yes, we got the motion, we some movers Bitch, I gotta go in, like my life on the line Bitch, in these raps, I ain't never write not a line Yeah, this shit come right from my mind I hit the mic and I grind And you be tryna cap like all night But I can tell that you lyin Bitch, we on a different level, chillin' with a different bezel You gon' go out like a fuckin' random, why you think you special Little bro go and get your lil' bands up, foot on the pedal They see us up so they cannot stand us but we can't settle Ain't no rebel, bitch, I'm chillin' in a TRX If you wanna run up, show me your best Go up, more money, more shit, more flex We buy out the fuckin' store, you afford way less All this shit came natural, I ain't stressed I'ma flex Dior and some Fendi when I dress When I get bored, I drop 30 like I'm Steph You don't know what we got in store Don't worry, we the best