"We Got Buttons" lyrics

I ain't gon' lie, I'm only doin' this bitch 'cause my pops, yo, shout out Chuck D
Niggas know how the fuck we comin'
Real outstandin' members, nigga
The whole family, this shit ain't just, you know what happened, nigga
You know how the fuck we rockin', man
Yeah

We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter
Uh, Micro Drac', that's my cousin, your shit jammin', my shit butter
We can link up, get it bustin', shots let off, man down in public
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter
Uh, we got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter
I gotta fuck with my rubber, then I'ma pass her to brother
I slutted her out, you cuffed her, pour that lean, I'm double-cuppin'

I did a hit after lunchin', I heard you did somethin' and vomited
He must felt that in his stomach, can't relate, we cold-blood killers
All my niggas goin' cray-cray, don't rock Bape, but we gorillas
Run up on me, I'ma spray-spray, like Chief Keef, we don't fuck with you
Boy, your fan ass want a picture, I fuck all my grown bitch siblings
Off the drank, I need a kickstand, think the lean man laced the liquid
We be on route like the mailman, 7.62 shell deliverin'
Ten milli' shell go through wiggies, really rich, bro, do you feel me?
Brand-new Redeye, poppin' wheelies, tryna keep up, bro, you silly
We X shit out just like Disney, spin six times, bro, like I'm dizzy
I want a freak ho like Sexyy, wire transfer, that's my bestie
Sometimes I still fuck on Kelsey, we still give out leather beltings
Ah, you tried to go against us, now you mad, boy, you upsetted
Boy, I'm the hottest out, ain't tryna talk, foenem just said it
I saw your text and read it, I'm focused on rubber-bandin'
Uh, she take her legs and spread it, I ain't gotta tell her get ready
I took my wings and flew, now I'm on PJs with the legends
I miss my fuckin' dogs, I'm tired of writin' all these letters
Money stack up just like letters, my bad, I mean stack like Legos
He got hit up, that's a man down, bro was masked up, that's a case closed
Uh, ain't got no clues, you gon' win or lose, nigga, choose
You ain't got no clues, nigga, win or lose, nigga, choose
Win or lose, nigga, we never follow the rules
First nigga rich out my school, first nigga rich out my family
First nigga rich out my hood, get your mind right in this bitch
It's okay to tote that switchy 'cause I know this shit get wicked
At the same time, gotta go get it, every lane, we stand on business
Rule one up in this shit, don't up that bitch, you ain't gon' blick it, yeah

We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter
Uh, Micro Drac', that's my cousin, your shit jammin', my shit butter
We can link up, get it bustin', shots let off, man down in public
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter
Uh, we got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter
I gotta fuck with my rubber, then I'ma pass her to brother
I slutted her out, you cuffed her, pour that lean, I'm double-cuppin'