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ofb - which one? lyrics

[intro]
l.a beatz

[chorus: lowkey]
ah we pop dem
ah we skrr on deck
ah we shock dem
ah we full of bread
ah we cop dem
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ drop it?
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ war wid da o?
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ dip on hood?
which one?
which one?
which one?
which one?
which one?
ah we pop dem
ah we skrr on deck
ah we shock dem
ah we full of bread
ah we cop dem
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ drop it?
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ war wid da o?
which one o’ dem, dеy wan’ dip on hood?
which one?
which one?
which one?
which onе?
which one?
[verse 1: rv]
rv
i was in jail playin’ blackjack (stress)
every now and then i get flashbacks
i don’t do rap cap (nah)
arms out like i’m tryna get black cats (long one)
pretty li’l thing with a fat back
saving chats so the block are on snapchat (b+tch)
how many man got put in my batch?
shove your bedrin’s wall, go do up that hashtag
opp block, i don’t need sat+nav
i know where they are, man pull up and crash that
the vibes have been done, they already been slapped at (real talk)
me an’ bro got down my man, street fight ting, you know how to tag my guy
an’ i was in the t+house, pyrex whipping, sittin’ in the kitchen, nuttin’ like [?] that

[verse 2: dezzie]
yo, watch it dash like flash when i back this splash
oo, armin’ the skengs, then crash
tell me waps on slow then i cop that mash, cash
i dare an opp boy come clash
junebug, fingertips too itchy
he just wan’ squeeze both, die with a rash
no you don’t, no you don’t, no you don’t, no you don’t
sh+t, then don’t get smoke like hash
yo, boy better know like jammer (uh)
not maya, i’ll fire (uh+uh)
still in the field, eric dyer (you know, you know)
nike tracksuit, same gully attire (you know, you know)
they said sj sound like mariah, liar
bring out your [?] attire
splash man with desire
if that weren’t [?], probably [?]
[chorus: lowkey]
ah we pop dem
ah we skrr on deck
ah we shock dem
ah we full of bread
ah we cop dem
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ drop it?
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ war wid da o?
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ dip on hood?
which one?
which one?
which one?
which one?
which one?
ah we pop dem
ah we skrr on deck
ah we shock dem
ah we full of bread
ah we cop dem
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ drop it?
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ war wid da o?
which one o’ dem, dey wan’ dip on hood?
which one?
which one?
which one?
which one?
which one?
[verse 3: kush]
i was like
“which one o’ dem wanna hold dis smoke?”
bro put him in a riz’, wanna make him choke
i think cash, hovis in boats
still do a man up like wayne told mo (maxed it)
i been tryna turn man into crow
if i didn’t catch him then i’ll stab at his coat
+coughs+
d+d+d+do a man up, no joke
got two sticks in a ride, no twix
no lies, i’ll glide when it’s lit
no bly, let it rip
pop blocks, i will ride for my n+ggas
and my li’l young g’s, we’ll slide on the strip
got, got dingers, spinners
and a whole loada boy filled with mash to the grinners
got hitters, drillers
man are real winners, we ain’t like them n+ggas

[verse 4: bradz]
everyday big drip, diamonds and bli+bl!cks
bro got crop lit, me i’m that picnic
five for the nam trap, arch that back, lemme slap that, double tap+tappy an’ snap back
see i know them flats, no maps or sat+navs
needed to skeet it, i might jack beat it
see, the broom ain’t clean but he came t’ru’ sweeping
intent on dealing
intent to supply, hold my head like “why?”
foot down on the gas, can’t go a third time
tek two on the gas, get fly like a kite
how high? how high? take flight
‘fore i heard meth i was red the whole time
let it yeng, skiddy beng with a crocodile bike
whole streets full of star but a different flip to the ‘aribo mix
let fore ring in ya wig

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