(DJ Durel)
Ah shit, I’m on that drank again (Drank)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (We the ones, we the ones)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (We the ones)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (What they talkin’ ’bout?)
Knock your brains out your head, you keep talking loud (Grrah)
We gon’ bring them choppers out (Doo, doo, brrt)
Dracos and them hundred rounds (Brrt, graow)
Hashtag man down (down)
Yeah you poppin’ but be quiet when the gang round (Shh)
Pussy nigga poppin’ but I’m who they wanna be (Poppin’)
I been countin’ dead presidents and they keep hauntin’ me (Dead)
Double cup me, Pimp C, pockets they on Bun B (Bun B)
Alligator Gucci steppin’, crocodile dundy (Underground king)
Quarter key, half a bird, sold keys (Brr)
From the North and I’m with TG, and he straight up out the D (Tee Grizz’)
John Creek, off the leash, all my dogs we elite (Harr)
I can get ’em broke in piece, it ain’t nothin’ but a fee
It ain’t Halloween but all I do is trick and get a treat (Treat)
All you do is trick off on these hoes and show ’em your receipt (‘Ceipt)
I know niggas act like bitches, in they feelings ’cause of me
We them niggas that be flexing that them bitches come and see (Turn up)
Real trap nigga, I can sell sand to a beach
I done drunk so much codeine, it’s discontinued ’cause of me (Lean)
Bought your bitch a new Celine and paid a bag for her teeth
We the reason that these niggas arrest hoes in the street (Cuff ’em)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (We the ones, we the ones)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (We the ones)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (What they talkin’ ’bout?)
Knock your brains out your head, you keep talking loud (Shut the fuck up, nigga, grrah)
We gon’ bring them choppers out (Brrah, doo, doo, brrt)
Dracos and them hundred rounds (Brrt, ah, graow)
Hashtag man down (Down, man down, man down)
Yeah you poppin’ but be quiet when the gang round (Ah)
We the ones they wanna rob but it’s not easy (What?)
I’m strapped, bro strapped, sixty shots easy (Thirty gang, nigga)
You lil’ niggas is not demons
The Hellcat’ll pull up howling but that Glock screaming
Let the record show that I don’t fuck with niggas (I don’t fuck with niggas)
Got the shooters on vacation, I pull up on niggas (What’s up with niggas?)
Them blue tips snatchin’ souls when they touch a nigga
Your mans hit, he ’bout to die, you better rush that nigga (Boom, boom, boom)
We the ones they know not to speak about (Nigga)
That chopper speaker loud, have your brains leaking out
Have your team shook and your mama freaking out
OGs told me to use it if I bring it out (You better use it, nigga)
I be on the West, I be on the East (All through this bitch)
Bino told me stay healthy but I’m still on the beef (Still on that tip)
Heard he feel some type of way so I been on his tweets (Okay)
Nigga type the wrong shit I’ma be on his street (Baow)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (We the ones, we the ones)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (We the ones, we the ones)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (What they talkin’ ’bout? We the ones, nigga)
Knock your brains out your head, you keep talking loud (Shut the fuck up, nigga, grrah)
We gon’ bring them choppers out (Brrah, doo, doo, brrt)
Dracos and them hundred rounds (Brrt, ah, graow)
Hashtag man down (Down, man down, man down)
Yeah you poppin’ but be quiet when the gang ’round (Ah)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (We the ones, we the ones)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (We the ones nigga)
We the ones they talkin’ ’bout (Shut the fuck up, what they talkin’ ’bout?)
Knock your brains out your head, you keep talking loud (Brrah, grrah)
We gon’ bring them choppers out (Ah, doo, doo, brrt)
Dracos and them hundred rounds (Brrt, graow, man down, man down)
Hashtag man down (Ah, down)
Yeah you poppin’ but be quiet when the gang round (Shh)
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