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letra de we out here - cali swag district

[verse 1:]
n-ggas got dis an dat to say (adrian swish)
who me? they talkin bout you smooth (who me)
n-ggas be runnin they mouth like news crews
i got b-tches, gettin hits like blues clues
we just tryna figure out now what we gon’ do to em
it’s no stressin ova dumb n-ggas stackin on they deficit high
just so i can look down on you bum n-ggas
i’ll neva run n-gga or hold ma tongue b-tch
hit a b-tch, get a b-tch, sprung quick i’m done wid it
we out here, n-gga! you not here n-gga
you lookin fo’ backup, betta back up n-gga
got some burnt out n-ggas that’ll act up n-gga
bottles come heavyweight, an dese sucka n-ggas they hatin

[chorus:]
i ain’t trippin or anything, not stressed or bipolar, all i’m worried bout is paper
i’m in d fast lane, headin to d doe, what you sittin fo’ let a n-gga know
yea homie we be out till dawn (get doe! get doe!)
yea homie we be out till dawn (get doe! get doe!)

[verse 2:]
here i go, ain’t turnin down nuttin! (nuttin)
got ma dallaz up so dese n-ggas steady fussin
need you some b-tch? (what), actin like a rachet we know you see him hit it wid a ratchet
now instagram that mothaf-cka! (mothaf-cka!)
think you rich wid a rag mothaf-cka! (mothaf-cka!)
i spend that much on a tab mothaf-cka! (mothaf-cka!)
we gettin money where it’s at mothaf-cka! (mothaf-cka!)
out here, you gotta be concrete, soft n-ggas don’t want beef
you got d big money don’t talk cheap
d homie p-ss fo’ some rags on d back street
i run a b-tch like a athlete, she say she love me i say that’s deep (ha!)
i’m out here like all week! watch me get it like i’m off beat

[chorus]

[verse 3:]
molly’s on her tongue (tongue), hundreds on the floor (floor)
a box sayin hot chains sayin here i go
got d money in ma robbins i be gettin fanmail
you can’t f-ck wit me! i can’t f-ck wit ma d-mn self
(is she yo wifey?) but she mine at the function
maa chain insomniac, you neva see it tucked in
watch loaded and i’m owned it n-gga!
take a n-gga shine, what you gon’ do n-gga! (swish)
woo! here i go!
n-gga say they puttin work in every year they don’t
be d same mothaf-ckaz every year they broke
you can bet yo last dolla every year i go, where d mina?!
dese comptowns can’t be speak my name 2 gs to get you
no pr they go only er, boy rap n-ggas ain’t wit you
ain’t bout dat life, ain’t seen no war, don’t want no issues
ain’t shinin no hoes, i be crying up dem hoes keep throwin tissues

[chorus]

- cali swag district

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