Skeme - We Got It lyrics

rate me

Who want it, every 16 north days is 20 hunneds

On my 15th summer while these niggas never stunning

Got these polo loafers on, so I really ain’t into running, nah

Still we can run at this now or never

Any shit talking you know that this ain’t a rushing

Fly girls love us, I holler, she get to blushing

All we do is fuck em and dump em, never cuff em

Rappers say my home is a homie I never trust em

Ain’t no beefing over records, I spot the haters to rush him, huh

Dollars be all of the duke’s cousin

And if it ain’t bout that, then I ain’t bout the discussion, no

Gang with me, they banging like the percussion

Got the drums in the trunk, but that ain’t for the production

You know the name is no use for an introduction

And this money is all mine I had to pull an abduction

Hammer on me, don’t try to knock a nigga

Bitch grease rap, I get to pop a nigga

And everybody with me, so a body nigga

A motherfucker hand out, cause we got it nigga

Yeah, we got it nigga, we got it nigga

Yeah, we got it nigga, yeah, yeah

Fresh out the wood, Manchester music

I get the money, spend it quick, I Manchester…

Bad bitches, hood dre, Jordan 11 box nigga, that’s the hood bay

And I’m only making deposits nigga

Sitting right next to the shottie and the closet nigga

I multiply all don’t divide a nigga

Kill them quietly cause the mobs is move in silence nigga

Wifey call me quickie but my money straight

Running to that money while you run in place

Talk flow, stronger than a hunned ace

Got my last dollars saying that they rap is fake

Roll a kill bill, blow it in the rappers face

Either you … on me, or you get arrest

Roll a kill bill, blow it in the rappers face

Either you … on me, or you get arrest

Yeah, we got it nigga, we got it nigga

We got it nigga,

Used to hate my situation, now I’m feeling fine

Boy that money came in just in a nick of time

And while these haters making duck

I’m talking bindess, when your woman call I hit the club

22 years young, not even in my prom

I was shooting in Miami, I think I’m a buck

Lots of tales for my mill, she know I’m a don

Chess moves, I capture queens boy you still a pawn

That’s what all these girls be into us

Oh, just pour that money keep my windows up

Oh, I’m kicking game while they kicking dust

Look baby if your man a lame, you should get with us

Popping bottles of whatever I’ve been grinding

Yellow gold chain with no diamonds,

Still it’s shining, when I’m standing on the corners

Been getting paper right before I caught that case

Now that’s what I call perfect timing, yes

I got it nigga, straight like that motherfucker

I got it nigga, alive and living you bitches

I got it nigga, and everybody in my team saw I bought it nigga.