We Da 1s - KO, 98s, Da

We da 1's going on rides and steppin'

If I juice a boy and pour henny

No way could I leave my bredrin

Slip up, get left as a memory

We da 1's dishing out corn in the weapon

Slap it and puss forever, get tekky

Reverse quick bro, lemme go g-check him

Stepped out full, came back on empty

We the ones who for action

Real lust beef throws more backwards

Tell my sons rising tandem

Best glide ting no see lamdem

Never been seeing the jakes all day

But I ain’t tryna end this search

If I see a opp ima bend this curb

Jump out do him he gon end in dirt

If I juice a boy I see the slammer

I was too young to see a hammer

Fuck the man but still bagga

See the 9 boy in my grammer

I blow smoke like a rasta

Plus I’m ten ten with my flicky

I’m by the way with the rasta

Don’t touch door get sticky

What’s goodie It’s Jimmy what’s goodie

Don’t mind what i just fling in my hoodie

Known in my posse when I get juggy

Gang ready dirt if you can’t hold the bully

Mandem disgusting attack man in public

This sweet one don’t like all the nonsense

Waps bout we don’t know bout the stuffing

98 boy but I keep it 100

Don’t leave that scene til he’s done

Rambos and its bending the knife ting looks proper when we go on a hunt

I pray it don’t jam when the ting gets upped

The formations strong we doing him proper

Tryna leave man slumped

We do a man up do a man like trunked

We da 1's going on rides and steppin'

If I juice a boy and pour henny

No way could I leave my bredrin

Slip up, get left as a memory

We da 1's dishing out corn in the weapon

Slap it and puss forever, get tekky

Reverse quick bro, lemme go g-check him

Stepped out full, came back on empty

I’m like a man on a mission

Michael Myers with a kitchen

I don’t poke I push it in him

And leave the crime scene dripping

Billy I’m wit it I’m wit it

Why’d you think I stayed with it

Crash inn AM in the PM with my mask on like who did it

Stuff man in the ding put man in the — taken care of

Masked to the brim evidence left where

And I couldn’t let mashy tear

Bro jump out I jump out too

Think I could leave a bruise

Don’t know about you fam who done left yours

Why you think we got lifted too

Planning a ride got patterned attire

Pattern the frier means you’re a goner

Your chat never matters you’re liars

I take me a trip with this heat conductor

Get a brick move it constructer

You wouldn’t even know what struck you

This shovel can’t pave your way down under

8 and the 9 like my number

Tryna do more rap the streets keep calling my name

Aje just run out of dinners I guess I’m rapping bout dinners again

The kitchens frying get burnt or shaved

This beef all up in flames

You left your boy then you done it again

Next time get put on a chain

We da 1's going on rides and steppin'

If I juice a boy and pour henny

No way could I leave my bredrin

Slip up, get left as a memory

We da 1's dishing out corn in the weapon

Slap it and puss forever, get tekky

Reverse quick bro, lemme go g-check him

Stepped out full, came back on empty