Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Da 1s, artist - KO.
Date of issue: 11.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Da 1s |
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 |