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Da 1 lyrics by DROSE NJ

Intro
(Mari)
S-block, S-block

Chorus
Put on my mask like Jason, bitch
These ain’t props, they know that everything real, I don’t do all that faking shit
It’s time to slide, I told bro, give me the switch, don’t hand me no basic shit
When you was thirteen, you was out riding your bike, we was too busy taking shit
Jumped in the car, I was sweating, I ran out of shots, I was too busy chasing shit
He with them niggas, we flaming shit, new opp getting smoked to the face and shit
He caught a shot, we put a hole in the chest, got room for a handkerchief
Cops on dick, in our face and shit, they know we the ones that’s spanking shit

Verse
Edai say that he was going on a hunt
Ask all the guys, niggas know I’m the one
I done took homies first time blowing they gun
Bro ain’t never slide but I told him to come
Them niggas know what I did and done
Every time my niggas slid they run
They know we up, tell ‘em keep it a buck
But they keep making diss tracks lying for nothing
He with the opps, he getting plucked
Ain’t one of mine, then we hit em up
Looking for Nia, she in the truck
She with the guys then she getting fucked
We got the Don, she getting drunk
I’m wanna vibe but she won’t rump
I’m tryna slide but she wanna come
I get behind and she getting crunched
He keep on telling us watch, but I don’t never see
We caught an opp while he was in the Jeep
Bro not Shiek but he reversed the V
Them niggas ass they ain’t playing for keeps
My niggas get active I don’t gotta tweak
Bro got a body but they think he sweet
He’s pulling up but hopping out on V
I’m getting shots up, opps can’t D me
Blow up the opps block they shit easy
Soon as we pop up niggas be leaving
Throw back a perc and I think about Feezy
I ain’t John Cena but niggas can’t see me
Auntie called telling me I’m on TV
I gotta make it back home she need me
Told her I love her this lil’ bitch believe me
He ain’t no blockstar, he in the G-League
I shot his trap down like I was Jeezy
She missed her twin, she keep sayin’ she need ‘em
I told ‘em fuck him, they did ‘em greasy
We got the lo on the opps, so we speedin’
We spin again, we don’t care if they grievin’
He tried to run, but I already seen him
I gotta kill him, he gave me a reason
Soon as I popped off, I started squeezin’
Brrt-bow, he started screamin’
I had to shoot him again, he was wheezin’
Bro told me „Jump in the car, we leavin'”

Chorus
Put on my mask like Jason, bitch
These ain’t props, they know that everything real, I don’t do all that faking shit
It’s time to slide, I told bro, give me the switch, don’t hand me no basic shit
When you was thirteen, you was out riding your bike, we was too busy taking shit
Jumped in the car, I was sweating, I ran out of shots, I was too busy chasing shit
He with them niggas, we flaming shit, new opp getting smoked to the face and shit
He caught a shot, we put a hole in the chest, got room for a handkerchief
Cops on dick, in our face and shit, they know we the ones that’s spanking shit