WE GOOD!

[Intro: Travis Thompson]
Yeah, huh
Uh, huh

[Verse 1: Travis Thompson]
I said, who want what? (Who want what?)
They done fucked up, let me off the leash, I'm with my young bucks (I'm with my young bucks)
Pressing dumb luck, ain't no stopping me, you only young once (Only young once)
Shouldn't trust us, run your property until the sun's up (Ah)
Being broke done lost its novelty, I'm getting funds up
Never one blunt, that shit kill (Yeah)
Everybody run from the lit fuse
Tell me who the coldest are, let's make a pros and cons
Call her over, let your bitch choose
Ah, it's never fair when it stack up
I was there, unaware if you ask us
Got her hair for the grip, not a care in the world
I'm a stare with the zip, put her ass up
Damn, I feel that storm coming, I see they want more of it
Ain't hard to tell you ain't really felt that, held that pit in your stomach
When the odds against
Pray to God that the squad get the guap and mans
Killing crabs at the bottom of some costly kicks (Yeah)
Don't you ask for the math talking lock me in
'Cause everybody getting money, but I'm not convinced, I mean

[Chorus: ADÉ & Travis Thompson]
I don't know what to believe
I see 'em faking the funk
Me, I put an eighth in the blunt
I do and I say what I want
You did it all for clout
I get paid in large amounts
It's really my car and my house
You ain't ever gotta doubt
We good over here (We good, we good, we good)
We good over here (We good, we good, we good)
We good over here (We good, we good, we good)
We good over here (We all good, yeah, we good, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Travis Thompson]
It ain't ever been shit to cause a scene (No)
It ain't ever come quick is all it seems (Nah)
Same pretty got a fifth of malt to get my issues solved
We never quick to call the police
I peep shit still really unamazed
Most get all worried what a youngin make (Haha)
It's a lot of people talking 'bout the big moves
They probably settle if you ask 'em what they done today
And I'm still sitting geeked on the 99, make a check a hundred ways
Since North Face [?], damn
Why you had to said it like that?
Show five figures, you don't get it like that
Yeah, stupid and paid, huh
We ain't gon' move to LA, huh
Shit got good weed, bad hoes, and hot ass right where I stay
So tell me, baby, what's the point?
Telly shaking 'bout some coins
Telly faded breaking joints
Tell your friend that she can join
Y'all ain't really making noise
Y'all ain't really making noise, huh
Young man with that big bag
Misfits just still mismatched
Ambaum brought your bitch back
Wrist still sore like four-five kickback (Dang)

[Chorus: ADÉ & Travis Thompson]
I don't know what to believe
I see 'em faking the funk
Me, I put an eighth in the blunt
I do and I say what I want
You did it all for clout
I get paid in large amounts
It's really my car and my house
You ain't ever gotta doubt
We good over here (We good, we good, we good)
We good over here (We good, we good, we good)
We good over here (We good, we good, we good)
We good over here (We all good, yeah, we good, yeah, yeah)