We On 1

[Verse 1: DaBoii]

I ain't gon’ lie, this shit slap, I think I'm fuckin' with it

I ain’t gon' lie, this bitch thick, I think I'm nuttin' in it

Why do niggas steal the sauce and get to runnin' with it?

Why the whip got an odor? Got them onions in it

And I'll put this bitch in sport and get to leaving niggas

I'll throw on the Cartier's and get to reading niggas

I’ll put this .40 down, really beat a nigga

Or put your bother in the wood and get to chiefin’ niggas

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]

Me and DBoii, we the wave in this bitch

You know it's sticks around when the gang in this bitch

Every nigga with me got on chains in this bitch

Try and snatch one you gon’ meet this 'K in this bitch

Might throw a couple bands and make it rain in this bitch

Might call a nigga main and run a train in his bitch

LB in the corner busting plays in this bitch

If you ain't smoking Runts then you can't hang in this bitch

[Verse 3: DaBoii]

Shit’s so wet I damn near came in this bitch

She gave it to me sloppy give me brain with the tits

If you can't up a dub, niggas lame in this bitch

Who said this shit is dry? I'll make it rain wit' a brick

On the gang

[Verse 4: Slimmy B]

Forgis on the five-fifty, bitch that's how I'm bummin'

She was playing with the cat so I had to fuck her cousin

All my diamonds dancing, you will never see me tucking

Fuck it, if niggas yelling fuck 'em then it's fuck 'em

[Verse 5: DaBoii]

All right then brodie, we ain't fuckin' with them boys

Yeah it's up but if you ask me yeah it's nothing with them boys

Buffed the fuck up, they like, "You fuckin' with them roids"

And you not enough for her so she be fuckin' with them toys

And I'm still childish so I'm still fuckin' with them toys

Chop wit' a, slide down and make some noise

I'll never beat my bitch she get to funkin' that's her choice

Put a P up on his head and get to puffin' on that boy

On the gang

[Verse 6: Slimmy B]

This choppa so big it make it hard for me to hold it

All these blues in the loaf it make it hard for me to fold it

Give a fuck about a bitch, don't wanna fuck? I'll get the lotion

Don't make me drop that bag and have them killas creep up on you

Wocky with the lemonade, yeah that's my potion

I'm feeling like Dre in that Benz, I'm in motion

Can't tell that's your bitch by the way she bust it open

Laughing at you suckas when I shoot but I ain't jokin'

Nigga

[Outro: Slimmy B & Daboii]

Yeah, I ain't jokin', laughing at you suckas when I shoot but I ain't jokin'

Your bitch pussy good so I bust it wide open

Ah, ah, ah, you can see the stick pokin'

Ayy, yeah and I'm on one

Two two three's in that chop, yeah I'm on one

Two two three's in that chop, yeah I'm on one

Thirty in that Glock, ah, ah, yeah I'm on one

And I'm on one, ah, yeah, and we on one

Ayy, nigga funk, run in the house, nigga on one

DBoii and Slimmy, back to back yeah we on one

Gang