We Paid - Lil Baby, 42 Dugg

My bro went broke like jock

Fuck with that dog like Vick, my bed rock like pick

Five million dollar in my sock, can’t hold my Glock

We don’t really like that shit (I don’t)

Young turnt nigga, can’t wife no bitch (At all)

Excuse my French, don’t like no bitch (Nah)

Limo all tinted, all five of my cars, yeah, I had it hard

My bitch broke back, I ain’t had a heart (Skrrt)

Yeah, that’s us, two-tone AP, yeah, I’m bust

Got the head from her, ain’t even wanna fuck

Why?

Slut, bye, nothin' on me from sex, everything revive

Pussy nigga told on bro, shit to God

No he ain’t kill 'em dog, he ain’t even try

Still up in my last few nights in the hood

Take who chain?

Ah, bitch, not good

Probably in somethin' fast, shove the Glock in the hood

Courtside tickets, smell the Wock' in the wood

First turn, nigga from the hood, they cursed

Flow in car, 'bout five my jewelry

I get the numbers with numbers, it’s period

I got your BM wanna put on Amiris

First young nigga in the AT Range

We got fourteen mill', shawty fourteen grams

Dope boy, geekers and diamonds and tinted

Don’t play, your boy, he is not one of them

I kept taking Ls, finally got me a M

Still making double, I’m tall when I stand

Ass fat, fifty 2018

Gotta be come twenty if you riding in the Benz

Young turnt niggas from the D to the A

You rockin' with the lames, yeah, I’m rocking with the brave

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we paid

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we paid

I’ma turn it up a lil' more this time

Used to dream about gettin' it, I got it on drive

I had a spot like a varsity, what did you have?

You 'bout twenty, I front what you by

I put on drip, I believe I could I fly

Niggas know that I’m rich, but they know not to try

I had a show in Detroit, and I start to review

I spent fifty on all the guys

All of these hoes in these stores make commission

And plus I’ma tip 'em, they hopin' outside

Get in your car and just put on your flashers

And follow the hearse 'cause you said you gon' ride

'Cause somebody gon' die if they fuck with us

Turn a five to a dime, that’s a double up

Fuck around, walk in church with my double cup

This shit to Heaven, I’m prayin', I give it up

Tiger stay with the wood, make him give it up

Know I ran thru a mill' every week off of weed

Bro beat the trap, I can get me some street

Got it back in the pickup, I won’t even leave

Run it up, fuck around, get a 'Vette, DT

Keep a highball with me, I got lil' DG

Chasin' these papers…