[Produced by Phonix Beats]

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]

We good, we good

Fab, R-H-Q

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]

Been a couple years since a nigga got put on

Say ya boy a star, he outta here, he gone

It ain't much that you can do that I can't do for me

I, I already got my team, I tell 'em

We good, we good, we good, we good

All of my niggas from the hood I tell 'em

We good, we good, we good, we good

We good, we good, we good

[Verse 1: Fabolous]

Ay, you wasn't there when we needed your help so we good (so we good)

They wouldn't do it, I did it myself now we good (now we good)

Sorry my nigga can't buy what you selling, we good (sorry, my nigga)

I heard that my ex asking 'bout me, just tell her we good, uhh

Pouring some D'USSÉ inside of my cup & some OJ inside of B Wood, uhh

Blowing on hookah, some good girls is here

But I swear they not here to be good, uhh

That boy from Brooklyn they want what he cooking they heard that his recipe good, uhh

Horoscope say that we bad for each other, but the sex'll be good

Get with the Scorpio, I'm getting more Fritos

They getting chips, but I'm getting Doritos

'Bout to get more Cheetos

I get you wet have you bustin' it like torpedoes

You came three times you trying to four-peat though?

She said "We good, nigga, you try to kill me?"

"I'm trying to make sure you good, do you feel me?"

Now call that nigga and tell him you good

When he said come over tell him you would

But see the way that my shit is set up

You in the bed and you cannot get up

Focus on you homie, get your bread up

Things'll get easier, keep your head up

She with the gang now she throw the set up

And she fucking me good and she make the bed up

So we good, we good, we good

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]

Been a couple years since a nigga got put on

Say ya boy a star, he outta here, he gone

It ain't much that you can do that I can't do for me

I, I already got my team, I tell 'em

We good, we good, we good, we good

All of my niggas from the hood I tell 'em

We good, we good, we good, we good

We good, we good, we good

[Verse 2: Fabolous]

We good on you niggas

Don't gotta wish cause we would on you niggas (huh)

Back in the day we was good little niggas (huh)

Y'all must have thought that we wouldn't get bigger (what?!)

Y'all must have thought that we wouldn't get money

Heh, shit we a good seven figures

Give us a shot and we pulling the trigger

And pull up on niggas like skurttt

Pull up with bitches like her

Full of chinchilla, the fur

Bulletproof everything sir

You know them haters be trying to take shots (bow!)

They on the bench and they trying to take spots (bow!)

Them niggas ice cold that you trying to make hot (huh)

Them bitches ain't real, where you find 'em they thots (huh)

The feeling, we good on that fake shit (yeah)

We out here trying to stay far from it

Know 'bout the bottom, we are from it

We in the hood but you barred from it

Did in my way not like y'all done it

Then I just wait and Lacoste 'em

I did it flyer while y'all bumming (woo!)

This shit ain't hard for me (easy)

Too many flavors to do on these haters (uh)

But do me a favor don't do me no favors

We good, we good

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]

Been a couple years since a nigga got put on

Say ya boy a star, he outta here, he gone

It ain't much that you can do that I can't do for me

I, I already got my team, I tell 'em

We good, we good, we good, we good

All of my niggas from the hood I tell 'em

We good, we good, we good, we good

We good, we good, we good