Yung Drey - We Been On lyrics

[Intro] Adida Gang! [Verse 1 - Young Stoney] I got b**hes in my pictures, I got liquor in my liver I'm on yo daddy's nerves with my dick inside yo sister Dreams come true, but b**h I come first I smoke weed till my lungs hurt We counting bread and yo crumb burnt I turn up and never unturnt All the Ciroc shots got my feet walking all kinds of crooked Spitting crazy like a wookie Pop a molly like it's p**y I go hard and y'all all mushy It ain't nothing but them Jars, Xanax bars got me walking on the motherf**ing stars Pockets getting all too fat but I don't cut down on the starch And no my name ain't water but I got yo b**h all looking parched Haha What you talking bout? Adida Gang been on! Yeah motherf**er I told you. We been on Adida Gang AG [Verse 2 - Yung Drey] Yung Drey Ahh! Haha Yeah Yeah here we go again It's the boy Drey and I got some new friends A new day, New Era Click, yeah we in Living so cray and I do it till the end You got one b**h, well I got about 10 I laugh at the name that she call your boyfriend Got you dancing in my house when she not with him Me and my n***a Stoney, yeah we here for the win Living that fast life on the beach With the red and grey to the blue and green Spitting on this track, yeah I'm too mean Your girlfriend got me harder than a coral reef I'm the new king, better drop to your knees Bout to take over this TAMU-CC New Era Click, N-E-C Down by the seaside is where you'll find me Ahh! [Verse 3 - Young Stoney] That's what's up Drey We been on dog Let me talk to these motherf**ers again Young Stoney AG Starting to think that I go too hard Gotta new home, need a new car Roll it up, don't hold it up, if you got that lean, then po' it up Drop that quad, pray to God, cause once I get in it, I leave it raw I don't have a flaw, b**h have the ball Big D told me like "Dog they gon' remember us." Shout out to Flacko and Young Rigarus Can't forget about the homie LB Diamond f**ing OG Back when I was in high school, man we would always blow tree I said back when like it was 03 but that sh** was only last year Smoking in the mirror but my gla** clear No lies in my raps cause I've done did everything I said I did New Busenitz fresher than the bread I get b**h Haha Young Stoney Time Alone 3 Last verse, got to go in on this sh** Yeah 2013 T-A-M-U-C-C We repping for Texas boy Ahh! [Verse 4 - Young Stoney] b**h I ball like gay hoes p**y pink as Play-Doh And she the rep the gang bro Down here in the CC, but it ain't' nothing on Waco Could drive my a** to Hewitt or maybe even out there to Bellmead Guarantee you that I could show you every place they gon sell weed And I did this sh** for myself, there ain't no motherf**er that help me I'm staring at the truth, just so happens its a selfie That real sh**, that Will Smith That I Am Legend, I k** sh** If you don't feel this, then your soul numb I get money and tell her hold some Not the mula, this million dollar dick If you ain't AG then don't even bother b**h Uh!