WE WON’T FIGHT

Lyrics
[Verse] When a nigga up, he don't have to look down When a nigga up, he ain't got to fuck around When a nigga up, he ain't got to be with clowns When a nigga up, yeah, he controls his sound We up bitch, we up bitch, we up bitch, we up bitch It's me and Vain, we in this thing Neither can drive good, so we swerving lane to lane By thirty I'll be walking with a cane When I was fifteen I was bumping Duwap Kaine I'm older now, but I still feel the same Niggas be hating just 'cause just they can Watch your back, you look like a stain Shoutout Dmitri, we got Russians in the gang Russian niggas be toting all the K's He got all them guns, he got all thеm things You know homie hook us up on the low AR-15's, Magnums, all to tow My homie got mе, I know he's on go I know he's on go, 'cause that's my fucking bro I would shoot for him and he would shoot for me We not like the others, not friends, we family I taught him how to rap, he taught me how to trap We got that chemistry that you niggas wish you had [Chorus] We won't fight you, we gon' jump you, bitch We won't fight you, we just gon' jump you, bitch We won't fight you, we gon' jump you, bitch We won't fight you, we gon' jump you, bitch We won't fight you, we gon' jump you, bitch We won't fight you, we gon' jump you, bitch We won't fight you, we gon' jump you, bitch We ain't fight you, we gon' rob you, bitch [Outro] When a nigga up, he don't have to look down When a nigga up, he ain't got to fuck around When a nigga up, he ain't got to be with clowns When a nigga up, yeah, he controls his sound We up bitch, we up bitch, we up bitch, we up bitch It's me and Vain, we in this thing Neither can drive good, so we swerving lane to lane By thirty I'll be walking with a cane When I was fifteen I was bumping Duwap Kaine I'm older now, but I still feel the same Niggas be hating just 'cause just they can Watch your back, you look like a stain Shoutout Dmitri, we got Russians in the gang Russian niggas be toting all the K's He got all them guns, he got all them things You know homie hook us up on the low AR-15's, Magnums, all to tow (You didn't realize I was a threat, did you?)
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Credits
- Writers
- Sunshine Christo