Lil Von - We The 1s Lyrics

Like where the f*ck you going ?
You can't run from this
Brodie had to hop out and just tap the switch
Nigga kept on running , so he fell and tripped
The Baby C's hop right on his ass & rearrange his shit
Lil Von like to drag , he tryn hop out Rick
What you know bout' copping a half tryn' make a whole zip?
We got exotic gas , we got exotic sticks
F*cked the bitch once she gotta go I don't like to kiss
You send that lo we might just pop out where you lay your sheets
They play them cars them niggas never tryn' play they feet
You diss the guys like what the f*ck you tryn' get deceased?
Bro on the run for Murder 1 but they said "he up three"
Like where the f*ck them niggas going I'm tryn' bang my heat
We blitz that block from different sides , hop out press delete
We the ones who bending , I think them niggas sleep
How the f*ck you tryn' rap but don't got no cheese?
Lil Hec he so different with a Glock & beam
What you know bout' taking rides tryn' feed your team ?
Brick up on my wrist , it cost like eighteen
Please don't trust them bitches , yeah them bitches schemes
When Lil (shhh) felt that hot why the f*ck he scream ?
Big ass 10 f*cked up his body like a dope fiend
She gon' f*ck for a bag imagine for Celine
He couldn't deliver with that yop he got left on seen
Came around and got slimed he not on my team
Bro said he "don't wanna f*ck bitch get on your knees"
Bro said he "don't wan-