Who The Who’s

If we speakin' 'bout who died the most, the opps know they the whos

Hit what's his name in the backpack, we chase his ass out the school

And, shhh got put on the shitter, I heard he walked with a bag

And old dude was tryin' to get away, sent so much shots we made him crash

I know they prayin' we squash beef, but we can't, this shit too deep

**** died behind this shit, you hear me speak

I know **** died for this, what you doin'? Load up your pipe

Before I knew how to drive, I was doin' drills up off a bike

I'm lookin' around, if it go down, I'm tryin' to see who's gon' shoot

He tried to slide in that little sedan, we turned this shit into a coupe

It's time to step, I'm ready to go, I'm tryin' to lace up my boots

They keep on dyin', I think it's time, them **** call a truce

Drop 50 on the opp blocks, we just slid through with 230s

In the field, tryin' to catch me sum' like Xavier Worthy

Go ask the opps how we get down, they said we playin' dirty

We set **** down on the bench, we retired **** jerseys

Spin the block, hop out, let them hollows pop out

Don't get a job, you beef with us, 'cause we make **** clock out

Yeah, who the who's

If you a shooter who

The way the shots wrap 'round his ass, look like a hula hoop

If we speakin' 'bout who died the most, the opps know they the whos

Hit what's his name in the backpack, we chase his ass out the school

And, shhh got put on the shitter, I heard he walked with a bag

And old dude was tryin' to get away, sent so much shots we made him crash

I know they prayin' we squash beef, but we can't, this shit too deep (They know that)

**** died behind this shit, you hear me speak

Yeah, I know **** died for this, what you doin'? Load up your pipe

Before I knew how to drive, I was doin' drills up off a bike

Before I ever knew how to drive, I was doin' hits off pegs

He tried to duck one, quick enough so the shots smacked his head

He switched sides, so when it's time, he gotta lay in that bed

We don't hit legs, when we slide, we tappin' **** heads (****)

Can't be smoke 'cause ain't shit happen to us yet

He tried to slide, but then he slipped, we fuck around and left him wet

We left **** drenched, **** died for tryin' to straddle the fence

We eat the most, I feel like Skilla Baby, bitch, come to the tent

Yeah, bitch, come to the team

I feel like Fat Joe when the chop blow, it made him lean

And I don't got to give a bitch a thing

She make you pay for things without gettin' no pussy 'cause you green

If we speakin' 'bout who died the most, the opps know they the whos

Hit what's his name in the backpack, we chase his ass out the school

And, shhh got put on the shitter, I heard he walked with a bag

And old dude was tryin' to get away, sent so much shots we made him crash

I know they prayin' we squash beef, but we can't, this shit too deep

**** died behind this shit, you hear me speak

I know **** died for this, what you doin'? Load up your pipe

Before I knew how to drive, I was doin' drills up off a bike

Before I knew how to drive, I was doin' drills up off a–

Before I knew how to drive, I was doin' drills up off a bike