We the Ones

[Intro: DJ Drama & C Stunna]

Not the two, not the three (You aren't even a cool breeze for my man, Taz)

You know us, we the ones

Yeah

[Chorus: C Stunna, Wizz Havinn & DJ Drama]

In my section, niggas know we bringin' in them funds

Got these niggas hatin', big cappin', they know we the ones

Ridin' with acoustics, all my niggas dummy with them drums

Hit her from the back, felt like Wizz, yellin', "Nigga, uh" (DJ Drama)

I ain't arguin' with that jit, I know that nigga done

Nigga play up in this bitch, I send his ass up past the sun

Real street nigga, I'll put my blick down and catch the one

Never seen that boy around the way, so I ain't gon' serve him nothin'

[Verse: C Stunna & Wizz Havinn]

Uh, yeah, put a switchy on that Nina, make her ass stutter

Plug'll trust me with that sack 'cause I won't nеver fumble

Throwin' bitches out thе crib like it's a Royal Rumble

We can't bring that blick inside the show, so we gon' charge 'em double

Circle come out thick and yellow, juggs, call it butter

Put pressure down in the field, we make niggas go up in a huddle

I get the sack and touch down, I won't never fumble

All this motion that I'm havin', nigga, yeah, I feel like Stunna

Ayy, you niggas keep the seat warm when we stand on business

See this wet, that's my Perky, bitch, I'm heavy glitchin'

Money make the world go 'round, bet I'm heavy dizzy

Bitches always nag for me for my time when they ain't worth a minute

Nigga, I was born wit' it, you see how I pop it

Heavy drippin' in this motherfucker, I replace the faucet

In my city, I just say a word and I'm the trendin' topic

Never bein' stingy with that motion, it ain't nothin' to lob it

Ayy, nigga, get money and stunt, yeah, that's my hobby

Pop a Percocet, I go to glitchin', I get out my body

Feel like Longway-Longway nigga, I'm outchea runnin' 'round the lobby

Havin' dog shit on me, my nigga, you see it in my pocket

Ayy, yeah, and that's no rap cap

We really stand on business, 'round this bitch you'll get your hat tapped

Slime a nigga out and make him come and buy his sack back

Really in that field, I'll get a nigga crack backed

[Chorus: C Stunna & Wizz Havinn]

In my section, niggas know we bringin' in them funds

Got these niggas hatin', big cappin', they know we the ones

Ridin' with acoustics, all my niggas dummy with them drums

Hit her from the back, felt like Wizz, yellin', "Nigga, uh"

I ain't arguin' with that jit, I know that nigga done

Nigga play up in this bitch, I send his ass up past the sun

Real street nigga, I'll put my blick down and catch the one

Never seen that boy around the way, so I ain't gon' serve him nothin'

[Outro: DJ Drama]

(Gangsta Grizzillz)

You lost, we won

BTM