I’m Da 1ne lyrics

[Intro]
(TR-TR-TRAPMONEYBIGGIE, TR-TR-TRAPMONEYBIGGIE)
I'm not even talkin' about these b*tch ass n*ggas (Yeah)
I'm the one, I'm the one (Yeah)
(Mhm, you're listening to Yhapojj, yeah, yeah)
I'm the one, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm the one (Yeah)

[Verse]
I'm the one that lay up in your bushes (Your bushes)
I'm the one make them youngins go cook 'em (Grrt)
Mashallah, you know slime had cooked 'em (Go)
Mashallah, you heard slime had cooked 'em (Rah, yeah)
Pin the b*tch to the wall then cook her (Cook her)
Ayy, just pass me the sheet, I'm smokin' your mans (Smokin' your mans)
Stupid f*ck boy, don't pass me no sheet, pass me Drac' (Don't pass me no sheets)
How the f*ck I make b*tches crank? I'm out of state (Yeah)
See opp thot, b*tch, put the P to her face (P to her face)
I'm so goddamn high, feel like I was laced (Woo)
I walk 'round with some bullsh*t, finna f*ck up your day (Woo, go)
Brought fire with the Drac', now he ain't got no face (Grrt, yeah)
I tote sh*t that'll knock off your chin (Chin)
I tote sh*t that'll knock off your grin (That'll knock off your—)
Oh, you think you tough? Do it again (Grrt, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, yeah)
Up this bullet, catch it for your man (Catch it for your man)
I got b*tches settin' up they man (They settin' up they man)
Knock the ski mask right off of your sh*t (Right off your sh*t)
I might run through and f*ck up your rib (f*ck up your rib, n*gga, yeah)
n*gga think he the one, he a b*tch (He a b*tch, n*gga)
I had n*ggas with their asses just runnin' from this sh*t (Runnin' from this sh*t, n*gga, ha)
Fightin' boy gon' meet that switch (Meet that switch, n*gga, ha)
Put your man in the ground, look for him (Yeah, yeah)
n*ggas broke as sh*t, I'm still gon' face that b*tch (I'm still gon' face that b*tch)
Pull him down, then I'm smokin' that b*tch (Then I'm smokin' that b*tch)
C'mon let's get it, c'mon let's go (C'mon let's go)
I just keep [?] my chain how I take sh*t down (Yeah, yeah)
We not even from the same gang, tell his ass, "Move 'round"
He keep showin' that watch, he don't know he a clown
We got a bullet on that b*tch, we finna take his ass down
He keep showin' that Glock, he don't know he in danger (Yeah, he don't know he in danger, yeah)
Put a chop on a n*gga, releasin' my anger (Releasin' my anger, yeah)
Put a chop on a n*gga, releasin' my anger (Put a chop on a n*gga, releasin' my anger)
Strap a box on the back, now that b*tch bangin' (Yeah)
Fully ARP, got that b*tch singin'
Li' Yhap on the beat, got that b*tch crankin' (Buh)
I'm speakin' in code, they don't know what I'm sayin' (Pew, bah)
Lil' Five up the scope, them b*tch n*ggas ran (Fah, yeah)
I'ma peel off your face with that, yeah (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Drop a bag on a n*gga, I'm on they goddamn ass (Grrt)
So much goddamn money, did y'all goddamn hear 'em? (Did y'all goddamn hear 'em?)
b*tch, I see a boss n*gga when I look in the mirror (Yeah, when I look in the mirror)
I see a young boss n*gga when I look in the mirror (Yeah)
You see a young b*tch n*gga when you look in the mirror (Lil' b*tch)
Keep lookin' in that mirror, you gon' see Bloody Mary in that mirror (Yeah, fah)
But don't look too long 'cause b*tch, I'm there (Yeah, grrt, yeah)
[Outro]
(Yeah, yeah)
(TR-TR-TRAPMONEYBIGGIE, TR-TR-TRAPMONEYBIGGIE)