Lagato - We Got Next ft. Trae Tha Truth текст песни

We got next, drinks on deck,

Different hoes, different shows, I'm known to get that dough
Figure that my figures thicker cause this nigga ripped in flows
What you boys hustling, I'm used to juggling
A couple bricks, a couple whips, yeah I'm on that have a shit
That stunner shit, limbos running I'm the one that running gift
Move slow, too pro, label the chick and the coup low
Get the tellie after that, hit the booth for flow
Need a verse from my…the truth
We have them nervous, that money turning
Go tell that thick ass waitress come on with that bottle service
I toast to that, they ride on deck when I hold it back
Every time gotta rep, I suppose to black
East coast rep coast I post to coast
We flow… put it down to the world, take a hit through the throat
The and I sit back chilling, watch it stack
Now count it back, that's how we do it
Rider music, you're my niggas, ride into it
This is how we moving, I suggest you join the movement
Cause the team unstoppable, drop a few

[Hook] x 2
We got next, we out here paper chasin
Drinks on deck, pop bottles for the celebration

I try to tell them to listen, I swear nobody would listen
Now the time is a bonus, the place, the truth in position

Now I got bitches on tv in the begging position
Yeah you bitches look stupid, now my ass what they kissing
I'm one of a kind, you better take my step bitch
Pull up on them, like what the fuck is a competition
Nigga I be coming up, fuck rap, I'm only here to fuck it up
Yeah I fuck it up, with this …on the lambo, don't move too fast
I'ma do what I want niggas don't crash
Fresh out the lot, …say cash
Heated it up like I was on the beat, about to be enough, one time for me
Streets praising me, I'm here to preach
I got old school ways like I'm here to teach
Now call my shots like Montana, so much weight I'm Montana
I'ma hold the favor like Montana, … black santa
I got now, you got nothing, fuck next
Oh this is me again, real talk, it ain't me again
Your ass ain't gonna be seen again
Just thought I'd tell you what you need to know, in the flow
Before I send this bitch…to hit your door, it's a'ight, go

You bring that drama in, we put that drama out
We bring them broads in, we buy the bar out
We hustle all year, we never in the drought
East coast to the dirty, this is our house

[Hook] x 2
We got next, we out here paper chasin
Drinks on deck, pop bottles for the celebration.