This is a song about "We right"

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

We would hit it off all right

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

And if someone sayin that to my homies we hit em with right hooks

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

But we alright, and we ball right, it's no return, we're just flossin' ice,

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

We're right back where we were from the fucking beginning.

We would hit it off all right

Cause another innocent died

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

If we ain't right and always at the throats

As we arise from the mist, my conditions not right

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light