"DA 1" lyrics

[Tezzus:]
(Slatt, slatt) ØWAY
(Slatt, ØWAY, YSL) YSL
(Slatt, slatt) Yeah, ØWAY, YSL
(Slatt, alright)

I run with the sniper, but my fate got a dragon
I'm fuckin' your bae and your bae got a wagon
I just upped the pole with a K, I was blessed
Kidnappin' and wrappin' them packages
It's safe to say that I made this shit happen
I made a play, had to make this shit happen
Grabbin' that K, we were grippin' that ratchet
We was just trappin' and trappin', just trafficking
I had to wipe me a nose, I had to eat me a snack
I get my ice to go drill, I am the one that gon' make this shit happen
I am the one fuck it up inside Magic
I fuck that ho face, now that ho need a napkin
The one that gon' bring this shit whole to the bastards
The one with a K in the safe in the attic, what?

[Young Thug:]
One, two doors on my car (Two)
Three, four hoes chasin' a star (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Gucci slippers, I don't run from niggas (Huh, yeah, yeah, woo)
Passport snappin' and crossin' America
I fuck that lil' bitch in the Bando (Let's go)
I got that lil' head in the car (Okay)
My house in Miami on water (Let's go)
I feed that lil' boy to the sharks (Okay)
My house smell good, I go candle (Candle)
Like Christian Louboutin (Yeah)
I nutted on her and her best friend (Bitch)
I think I see your boy (Woo)
I pulled the Rolls Royce and the Benz (Rosa)
I go Eliantte on my shins (Goin' Eliantte)
He told me he out in Japan (Let's go)
So I called Jojo, that's my twin (Jojo)
I'm building my motherfuckin' label (Huh)
I'm sendin' the check to the can (Damn)
I pray for my niggas in prison (Yeah)
They go iPhone talkin' to their fam (Phønk)

[Tezzus:]
I woke up and fuck a lil' mommy
I see your ho, make sure to spam
I trap like Young Jeezy, bitch, and Yo Gotti
These bitches know who I am
I come from the projects where nothin' was sunny
My mama a junkie, your ho wanna fuck me
I wake up and fuck her, get back to the money
I'm addin' it up, not subtractin' the money
I take a lil' trip, it was madness in London
I took me a zip, I'm a addict, unfortunately
My loved one gon' kill, they gon' splat, they gon' score for me
Tezzus supportin' the violence
I took your ho on a private
Then she came back with a tan
She bootin', Yakuza, we mobbin'
I'm getting smacked in Japan

[RJmrLA:]
The Patek, hm
I only had a cup full of codeine, lie, I don't have it
I'm with the static, static (Yeah)
I had the fulliest cabbage, it came automatic, yeah
She wanted to wrap it
I had to cum in her paws and I copped her the karat, okay
One, two-hundreds bomin' by the few, ayy
Three, four Charlies barkin' at your door, ayy
Five, six bad bitches havin' fits, ayy
Bentley in L.A., you comin' candy on the skates, ayy
Six, six VVs
I go New York, Chanelliante
I go big body, Elephante
I'm talkin' Ricky Bobby on a ca—

[MØMMA:]
I've been lookin' at some of your clips, and, um, some of the stuff you been doing
At this point, we just need to start calling you The Gift
Like, for real, you always, like, showin' up with all the good energy, all the aura
But make sure you're not forgetting what's important to yourself
But keep goin' off, I love it, I love you, bye