Connor Mclean - We Them n***as lyrics

[Hook] Man we them n***as, them motherf**ing n***as Like Wu-Tang I tell you nobody f**ing with us I might lose my liver the way I'm sipping liquor Not my fault it makes the problems go away more quicker Damn they lookin' bitter yea they lookin' bitter They just mad that my wrist is colder than the winter It's cuz we them n***as, them f**ing n***as Like Wu-Tang I tell you nobody f**ing with us [Verse] Let me start flexing expensive clothes from the boutiques that I shop at Balenciagas I copped that, Margielas I copped that, Dior Jeans I rocked that In my past life a legend, I'm heaven sent, I need my spot at the top back Man you n***as is whack so get back to the back or get forced to dropped back You don't want it with me You don't want it with me, man I'm one with the beat So just point out the target I'll hunt and defeat, k**ing all of these bums easily Dad sold that stuff in the streets, so to me I feel like I need to follow his foot steps that's why every verse is a ki Murdering Spree, when I put my Words on a beat man I'm cooking with heat Trying to make bucks of these hooks like Kareem And I promise I will, put that on god I'm the GODFROMTHEX and the working don't stop But right now I got Arenas on my feet n***a Near future arenas filled with feet n***a Don't speak, you're weak compared to me, capisce n***a? Rip mics but till me you never seen thriller A n***a hungry no Ramadan But my wrist colder than some Haagen Daz Till the f**ing day I die I'm a rhyme Shoutout to my n***as that gonn' ride or die [Hook]