VS1 1Up Tee (Ft. 1Up (DET) & G.T.)

[Intro]
(1Up shit, we goin' upper)
Yop, 1Up shit, nigga (Yeah, leave all that)
Whole lotta gang shit (I'll burn you)
Youngest turnt niggas, we the coldest niggas
All that, brrrt
Ayy

[Chorus: G.T.]
Yeah, I'm out here workin' 'til the sun up (For real)
After, I'm done with this shit, boy, I'm 1Up (Brrt)
Take that shit back to your jeweler, them ain't VS1 (For real)
Take that bitch back to your jeweler, that ain't a 41 (Nigga)
I dare a nigga run up (Grrt)
Gun a nigga down before he ever get his pole up (For real)
Plays outta town, but I'm in the city froze up
Tell me how you broke-ass bitches don't know us

[Verse 1]
Ho us? Your lil' freaky bitch chose up
They think I'm from the East 'cause all my niggas, I'm from 41
Sure 'nough, we puttin' bread together like a cold cut
How you be road runner in your raps and never rode nothin'?

[Verse 2]
I'm probably on the block with them one niggas
300 Blackouts'll hit his top and leave his lungs missin'
I try to play it cordial, but I love sex with drunk women
When you see me walkin' down the street, I probably got my gun with me
My nigga leave a nigga open if he mug wrong
I can get it in in the booth, but I love phones