paroles de chanson We Got It - Mookey Montana

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