Lil Baby, Young Thug - We Should lyrics

Shit, nigga just goddamn snatched
One of his dawgs, now shit trippin'
You tellin' me, nigga
 that ain't burn out now? What's up?
(Wheezy outta here)

Started with a penny
Now it's racked up to a million  (Woo)
Rappin' rappin' niggas can't compare
 they like my children (yeah)
I know bitches tryna get to know
A nigga 'cause his digit
You a Honda Civic whipper, in my
(In what?) chameleon (yeah)
We should start a group and we
Can call it New Edition
Maybe we can do it different
Prolly make a hundred million (yeah)
I come from a place between the
Bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
Whenever I ain't around they talkin' 'flauge
I had to fall back

Wrist a Honda Civic, Lamborghini arms
(Lamborghini) we get plenty pussy
(What?) , nah nah nah nah (Nah nah nah nah)
Don't you call me with it
(Don't you call me with it)
Boss nigga, we don't talk 'bout chickens
(Brr, brr) , nah nah nah nah
My Rolls Royce in the projects
They look at me like I'm God
Don't ask me 'bout no such-and-such
Don't speak about no charge
I just stack my money different
Every ten go in a rubber band
Too much attention on these rappers, fuck it
We gon' whack their man
Some shit I don't understand, I go get it
I never ask i don't condone that robbin'
But if you slime, suggest you wear a mask
Treat my niggas and my
Bitches all like players, buy 'em all bags
Wish I would've answered for the homies
That I can't call back

Started with a penny
Now it's racked up to a million (Woo)
Rappin' rappin' niggas can't compare
They like my children (yeah)
I know bitches tryna get to know
A nigga 'cause his digit
You a Honda Civic whipper, in my
(In what?) chameleon (yeah)
We should start a group and we
Can call it New Edition
Maybe we can do it different
Prolly make a hundred million (yeah)
I come from a place between the
Bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
Whenever I ain't around they talkin' 'flauge
I had to fall back

My dawg just lost his dawg into the system
It got me fucked up
I can't tell him nothin' negative
So I told him he gon' luck up
Had a bittersweet birthday
Got a bad call in a Rolls truck (What?)
Red guts look watermelon and
Spaghetti and some ketchup (Hey)
All my niggas leavin' me
This shit got me depressed (Woah)
Thought he was gon' wreck the
Maserati or the 'Vette
But he on the yard with the old dawgs
They at rec (Huh)
I missed a court call, what they said?

No more fake text messages
Leave 'em all on read (yeah)
And this game some bullshit
But they payin' so I play it (I play it)
Cartier earrings
Act like I don't hear what they be sayin'
(yeah) keep that shit too solid
I spent millions on my family (Woo)
None of that shit promised, I pay cash
I take chances (Woo)
I don't understand nothin'
I don't want no advance
Blood on these diamonds, they look good
They dance
Big truck pull up like a blue ambulance

Started with a penny
Now it's racked up to a million (Woo)
Rappin' rappin' niggas can't compare
They like my children (yeah)
I know bitches tryna get to know
A nigga 'cause his digit
You a Honda Civic whipper, in my
(In what?) chameleon (yeah)
We should start a group and we
Can call it New Edition
Maybe we can do it different
Prolly make a hundred million (yeah)
I come from a place between the
Bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
Whenever I ain't around they talkin' 'flauge
I had to fall back