​defense lyrics

[Intro: 1oneam]
(Hitechstef)
Ha, ha, woah, woah
(Now you tryna say sorry again)
Yeah, yeah (Ha, yeah)

[Verse 1: 1oneam]
Run up the bands
I run it up, you n*ggas, they can't
n*ggas, they steady watchin' me like some fans
I got a Glock and I stay on defense
f*ck with lil' Zen, he don't got a chance
She wanna f*ck, we barely just met
Keep that b*tch tucked, we pop out the van
He talkin' crazy, we slide with his mans
Bankroll, she gon' throw me some ass
Bankroll blue, I just carry the cash
Hop in that Scat', y'all n*ggas in a cab
Runnin' sh*t like I'm runnin' for track
Run the bands, I'm like, "Oh, damn"
She wanna f*ck, I'm like, "No, maam"
She bust it down, gon' give the brain, damn
Taking your b*tch and I put her on cam'
Young Zen, n*gga, I'm hot like a lamp
Young Zen blowing on gas like a fan
Broke-ass n*ggas, gon' leave you for them
Who is that n*gga? Bro, I'm not him
f*ckin' your b*tch, bro, I ain't no simp
Carry that stick, make me walk with a limp
Big dog, n*gga, I ain't no chimp
Stick in the mall, so n*gga, don't 'tempt
Zen too hot, come take my temp'
Bae, I'm too high and I can't feel sh*t
Yeah, I'm too up, n*gga, and I built it
Hot ass tips gon' leave him melted (Ha)
[Verse 2: Okaymar]
Too many bands, they jump out the gym (Yeah)
b*tch wanna suck my di*k 'cause I'm him (Ha)
sh*t could get shady, boy, I ain't slim (Ha)
Drip on my body, lil' b*tch, I can swim (Yeah)
A hunnid a cut, I need a lil' trim (Lil' trim)
Stupid white b*tch with a body like Kim (Like Kim)
You talkin' on bro, then you can meet him (Yeah)
In the cut with the goons (Goons)
Okaymar, b*tch, I'ma up it and boom (Boom)
They want a tape, I'ma drop that sh*t soon (Yeah)
I'm in my glo, lil' b*tch, like it's June (Ha)
I'm tryna f*ck, lil' b*tch, not spoon (Yeah)
I'm in a SRT, lil' b*tch, and it zoom (Go)
Sippin' on Wock', I don't sip high noon (Lean)
I just wanna f*ck, b*tch, give me the poon (Woah, woah)

[Outro: Okaymar]
Yeah, go
Go, go-go
Hahahaha, ha, turn me up