We On (Remix)

[Intro: Young Thug] Yo, it’s Thugger BDM, Ape Gang, Garci Let’s get it! [Hook: Garci] Money all I know, all I know is I’ma get rich We stackin’ all this paper, ain’t got no time for these haters See her after my show, I’m probably gon’ roll out with your bitch We don’t owe you niggas no favors, we ball hard like D. Waiters Ay nigga we on, ay my nigga we on, ay nigga we on Nigga we on, all my niggas we on, ay nigga we on Nigga we on, look my nigga we on, ay nigga we on Fuck your couches, nigga we on, ay my nigga my nigga we on [Verse 1: Garci] Ay nigga we on Look at that shit we doin’ We came a long way, we made it Double E Hill with my nigga Meek Mill Bitches throwing me the pussy like a young nigga famous Same mu’fuckers used to claim that they love me Be the same jealous mu’fuckers sitting back hatin’ Mmm-mmm-mmm, real niggas relating Don’t blow my high, mu’fucker I’m faded Ay nigga I’m faded, yeah I’m faded Percs and lean got a young nigga leaning Everything I say just know that I mean it I’m really out here, I be serving Serena Pull up in your city like nigga you see us Pull off in the block like skkrt in the Beamer Riding through these streets in the whip so dirty Know that whip so dirty still that bitch be the cleanest Bitch fuck you, meet us All this fur I got on, somebody call PETA In a brand new two seater with two divas Just spent two thousand dollars just on my sneakers And you haters y’all can keep hating but y’all can’t reach us Nigga we on [Hook: Garci] Money all I know, all I know is I’ma get rich We stackin’ all this paper, ain’t got no time for these haters See her after my show, I’m probably gon’ roll out with your bitch We don’t owe you niggas no favors, we ball hard like D. Waiters Ay nigga we on, ay my nigga we on, ay nigga we on Nigga we on, all my niggas we on, ay nigga we on Nigga we on, look my nigga we on, ay nigga we on Fuck your couches, nigga we on, ay my nigga my nigga we on [Verse 2: Young Thug] Walk out a nigga's bitch spot like money's all I know Turn around, drop it down, and give it to my bro Willy got ones, the stripper bankroll gon' grow like Pinocchio nose In a condo in New York with a mink on like a nigga sellin' that dope New coupe, drop the roof, hoop, oh Damn, stoned, uncle shoot, what up bro? Nigga got hoes on deck, seven [?] on deck Put the dick in her with a wrestling move Pick her up then drop her on the neck Ooh, here it comes, I hope you can catch If you can’t catch, doesn’t mean let it fall If you do bitch I hope you can fetch God damn, woah woah, nigga money went up, ketch’ (ketchup) I hope you get that ‘cause I don’t because [Hook: Garci] Money all I know, all I know is I’ma get rich We stackin’ all this paper, ain’t got no time for these haters See her after my show, I’m probably gon’ roll out with your bitch We don’t owe you niggas no favors, we ball hard like D. Waiters Ay nigga we on, ay my nigga we on, ay nigga we on Nigga we on, all my niggas we on, ay nigga we on Nigga we on, look my nigga we on, ay nigga we on Fuck your couches, nigga we on, ay my nigga my nigga we on