Lyrics We Good - Fabolous , Rich Homie Quan

We good
We good
Fab
R-H-Q
Been a couple years since a nigga got put on
Stackin buns, starve, he outta here, he gone
There ain′t much that you can do that I can't do for me
I already got my team
I tell ′em
We good All of my niggas from the hood I tell 'em
We good You wasn't there when we needed your help so we good (so we good)
They wouldn′t do it I did it myself now we good (now we good)
Sorry my nigga can′t buy what you selling we good (sorry my nigga)
I heard that my ex asking 'bout me just tell her we good
Pouring some D′usse inside of my cup & some OJ inside of b wood
Blowing on hookah some good girls is here but I swear there not here to be good
That boy from Brooklyn they want what he cooking they heard that his recipe good
Horoscope say that we bad for each other, but the sex'll be good
Get with the Scorpio I′m getting more Fritos
They getting chips but I'm getting Doritos bout to get more Cheetos
I get you wet how you bust it like torpedoes
You came three times you trying to four-peat though?
She said we good nigga you try to kill me?
I′m trying to make sure you good, do you feel me?
Knock on that nigga & tell him you good
When he said come over tell him you would
But see the way that my shit is set up
You in the bed & you cannot get up
Focus on you homie get your bread up
Things will get easier keep your head up
She with the game now she throw the set up
And she fuckin' me good and she make the bed up
So we good, we good
Been a couple years since a nigga got put on
Stackin buns, starve, he outta here, he gone
There ain't much that you can do that I can′t do for me
I already got my team
I tell ′em
We good All of my niggas from the hood I tell 'em
We good We good on you niggas
Don′t got to wish cause we would on you niggas
Back in the day we was good little niggas
Ya'll must of thought that we wouldn′t get bigger
Ya'll must of thought that we wouldn′t get money
Ha shit we a good 7 figures
Give us a shot & we pulling the trigger
And pull up on niggas like skrr
Pull up with bitches like her
Full of chinchilla the fur
Bulletproof everything sir
You know them haters be trying to take shots
They on the bench & they trying to take spots
The niggas ice cold that you trying to make hot
But them bitches ain't real where you find em they thots
The feeling we good on that face shit
We out here trying to stay far from
You know 'bout the bottom we all from it
We in the hood but you ball from it
Been in my way not like y′all done it
Then I just wait and lacoste them
I didn′t fly it why you all bumming
This shit ain't hard for me
To many flavors to do on these haters
To do me a favor don′t do me no favors
We good
We good
Been a couple years since a nigga got put on
Stackin buns, starve, he outta here, he gone
There ain't much that you can do that I can′t do for me
I already got my team
I tell 'em
We good All of my niggas from the hood I tell ′em
We good