We Uh Shoot (feat. Lil Durk)

Hmm, mm, mm

Hmm-mm, mm-mm

Huh

We got the guns, we'll shoot

No, I ain't worried 'bout what he'll do

Inside this Louis book bag, all you see is blue

I just stuck to the plan, had to see it through

And I ran up them bands, you could see the proof

Penthouse on the top floor, you should see the view

If I walk in the strip club, bunch of bad bitches

I might need me like three or two

I pop the pill, it's ready to drop

Lil' bro wanna kill, he ready for opps

Aimin' with skills, spaghetti his top

How you a stepper? You steady gettin' shot

We sellin' rocks and blows, I got control

Start trappin' and married the block

Before we was rockin' shows, was cockin' poles

In the cut with the heaviest Glock

This shit No Auto, but I fuck with Polo, but I cannot charge him 'cause he one of mine (go)

I had a Drac' that shoot like one of my switches, they comin' out two at a time (man, what?)

They don't got homes for us, they knock on the door like Jehovah Witness, this not a surprise

Dead opps, got YouTube's funniest moments, I do like 'em better alive

Better believe, just don't believe the memes, they judgin' me off my eyes

Better believe, the feds gon' use them Clubhouse clips all in your trial

I know you a killer from back in the day, but you ain't catch one in a while

I'm so player, told 'em don't backdoor you whenever your family around

They'll FaceTime you just to verify, they be killin' niggas for that bag (come here)

I say certain shit around certain niggas 'cause I know you gon' go back and say it (come here)

I know you would tell on me, you would tell everything your daddy did to your mama

I know a real killer sip promethazine, live a few blocks from Obama (frrt)

So you a bear? Just imagine what a ten millimeter'll do to a goat

You know I'm a street nigga 'cause one of my old managers was sellin' dope

And I learned from the robbers, bitch, it's summertime, why you got on a coat?

And he a cool nigga, I seen what happened to PnB, nigga, the GOAT, yeah

We got the guns, we'll shoot

No, I ain't worried 'bout what he'll do

Inside this Louis book bag, all you see is blue

I just stuck to the plan, had to see it through

And I ran up them bands, you could see the proof

Penthouse on the top floor, you should see the view

If I walk in the strip club, bunch of bad bitches

I might need me like three or two

Gone off a Perc', how the murderers sleep at night, tell me turn up the streets, I might

My killer told me been steppin' on shit for so long that it startin' to increase my height

Creepin' down they block, you won't see no lights, Glock go, "Bah!", I need your life

Hop out and get 'em, we scream, "Go twice," lil' Chrome sippin' on lean, no ice, uh

Ran up them M&M's and I hang with nothin' but some millionaires and some murderers

Catch him, we killin' him, you just in the way, pussy nigga, we ain't never heard of ya

I might boot up off a pill when I'm turnin' up, bitch, you fuck with the opps, you ain't hurtin' us

Try to rob me, I'm catchin' a murder one, bullets hot like Usher, he burnin' up

We got the guns, we'll shoot

No, I ain't worried 'bout what he'll do

Inside this Louis book bag, all you see is blue

I just stuck to the plan, had to see it through

And I ran up them bands, you could see the proof

Penthouse on the top floor, you should see the view

If I walk in the strip club, bunch of bad bitches

I might need me like three or two