We da 1z

[Intro]
Ayy, we the ones (DotDot, you made this beat?)
YRB the way
Fuck poppin', DotDot?

[Chorus]
We the ones up in the city got them niggas scared
We the ones gon' pop out on the opps, we don't care how they play it
If he in the fishbowl, then he know he gotta duck his head
We the ones gon' pop out on them boys and make 'em use they legs
We the ones got bitches back to back bringin' them 'bows in
We not the ones to try, nigga know we brought them poles in
We the ones put the opps up in the crib way before quarantine
Bitch, I blew a hundred like four times, this shit gettin' borin' to me

[Verse]
I'm the one that keep dubbin' your bitch, she keep annoyin' me
I'm off like a eight of Wock' (Uh-huh), but I ain't snorin'
Bitch, I just dropped the top on a brand new foreign
Ayy, I just sent two-hundred off with two different foreigns (Uh)
Sendin' packs state to state, they think a nigga tourin'
Soon as we get the drop, then you know my niggas scorin'
Bitch, I'm off a eight of Wock', uh (Uh-huh), but I keep pourin'
Bitch think she stayin' the night, uh-uh, I ain't goin'
Ever since lil' buddy died, yeah, this shit been blowin'
Yeah, my opps ain't on the crumb, bitch, I'm already knowin' (Yeah)
Uh-huh, lil' bro got rich up off the ice, you'll think it's snowin'
Uh-huh, you'll think it's ten of me the way a nigga doin' it
Uh-huh, he way that lil' bitch hit the head, thought she did porn (Uh-huh)
Yeah, lil' bro went crazy with that Drac', might've broke his arm, yeah
We the ones that know you boys don't mean no harm (Don't mean no harm)
Yeah, I know them niggas want my chain, but they know I ain't goin'
We the ones up in the city got them neighbours callin' 12
They still hollerin' out Slime, sendin' shit through the mail
Only fuck with vacuum seal, won't catch me lookin' at no scale
I don't gotta post my weed, bitch, I got clientele
Don't try to hit me with no Cash App, I don't fuck with no Zelle
I need cash in my hands soon as them bitches land (Yeah)
Just sent this white ho on a flight, that bitch brought her best friend
Told that lil' bitch to be careful, this flight cost me a Benz (A Benz, on God)

[Chorus]
We the ones up in the city got them niggas scared
We the ones gon' pop out on the opps, we don't care how they play it
If he in the fishbowl, then he know he gotta duck his head
We the ones gon' pop out on them boys and make 'em use they legs
We the ones got bitches back to back bringin' them 'bows in
We not the ones to try, nigga know we brought them poles in
We the ones put the opps up in the crib way before quarantine
Bitch, I blew a hundred like four times, this shit gettin' borin' to me (DotDot, you made this beat?)