We Good - Fabolous, Rich Homie Quan

We good, we good

Fab, R-H-Q

Been a couple years since a nigga got put on

Say ya boy starvin', he outta here, he gone

There ain’t much that you can do that I can’t do for me

I already got my team

I tell 'em we good, we good, we good, we good

All of my niggas from the hood

I tell 'em we good, we good, we good, we good

We good, we good, we good

Ay, you wasn’t there when we needed your help so we good (so we good)

They wouldn’t do it, I did it myself now we good (now we good)

Sorry my nigga can’t buy what you sellin', we good (sorry, my nigga)

I heard that my ex askin' 'bout me, just tell her we good

Uhh, pourin' some D’usse inside of my cup and some OJ inside a B-wood

Uhh, blowin' on hookah, some good girls is here but I swear they not here to be

good

Uhh, that boy from Brooklyn, they want what he cookin', they heard that his

recipe good

Uhh, horoscope say that we bad for each other, but the sex’ll be good

Get with the Scorpio I’m gettin' more Fritos, they gettin' chips but I’m

gettin' Doritos

'Bout to get more Cheetos, I get you wet have you bustin' like torpedoes

You came three times you trying to four-peat though?

She said «We good, nigga you try to kill me?», «I'm tryin' to make sure you

good, do you feel me?»

Knock on that nigga and tell him you good, when he said «Come over»

tell him you would

But see the way that my shit is set up, you in the bed and you cannot get up

Focus on you homie, get your bread up, things will get easier keep your head up

She with the game now she throw the set up and she fuckin' me good and she make

the bed up

So we good, we good

We good on you niggas, don’t gotta wish cause we would on you niggas (huh)

Back in the day we was good little niggas (huh) y’all must of thought that we

wouldn’t get bigger (what?!)

Y’all must of thought that we wouldn’t get money (heh) shit we a good seven

figures

Give us a shot and we pullin' the trigger and pull up on niggas like skrrt!

Pull up with bitches like her, full of chinchilla the fur, bulletproof

everything sir

You know them haters be tryin' to take shots (bow!) they on the bench and they

tryin' to take spots (bow!)

Them niggas ice cold that you tryin' to make hot (huh) them bitches ain’t real

when you find 'em they thots (huh)

The feeling, we good on that fake shit (yeah) we out here tryin' to stay far

from it

We know 'bout the bottom, we all from it, we in the hood but you ball from it

Did it my way not like y’all done it then I just wait and Lacoste them

I did it flyer while y’all bummin' (woo!) this shit ain’t hard for me (easy)

Too many flavors to do on these haters but do me a favor don’t do me no favors

We good, we good