[Intro]
(Ayy, Bug, where you at, gang?)
(Yo, Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)

[Pre-Chorus: Both, Mello Buckzz]
O for over him, uh-huh, 'cause that's where we be standin'
First P it's stands for pack, that's what we turn 'em with these weapons
Second P for punishment 'cause we give belt to ass in seconds
We the ones, we the opps
We ain't God, but we'll bless 'em

[Chorus: Both, Mello Buckzz]
We the ones
We the ones, we the opps, we the ones, yeah
We thе ones, we the opps, wе the ones, yeah
We the ones, we the opps, yeah, we the ones
We the opps, we the ones, we the opps

[Verse 1: NoLimit Faro]
We the ones, we the opps
Talk on the 'net, get your people shot
Ridin' though the 'Raq and these steamers hot
Play with Pretty Opp, then they gettin' dropped
We don't wanna talk, put 'em on Spot
Man down, that's another n***a dead
Aimed for his stomach, but I hit his head
If he try to dip, tripped him when he ran
Forty shells shot, burn him like a tan
When we touch his top sleep him like a Xan
Micro Drac' spit, make him do a dance
I'll clear the crowd, hit him and his friends
I'll tap the switch and make him do a flip
Micro Drac' hit him, made him take a trip
Turned him to pack, smoke him out the zip
Think we shootin' movies way we dumpin' clips
When we spin your block we comin' out the roof
Like Drench said, what you gon' do?
Better think 'fore you make the wrong moves
Tap the switch quick and put it on you
We don't duck smoke, we kill opps
When it's hot outside we gon' spin blocks
If we catch a face we gon' touch his top
They don't shoot back, they just dump shots
[Pre-Chorus: Both, Mello Buckzz]
O for over him, uh-huh, 'cause that's where we be standin'
First P it's stands for pack, that's what we turn 'em with these weapons
Second P for punishment 'cause we give belt to ass in seconds
We the ones, we the opps
We ain't God, but we'll bless 'em

[Chorus: Both, Mello Buckzz]
We the ones
We the ones, we the opps, we the ones, yeah
We the ones, we the opps, we the ones, yeah
We the ones, we the opps, yeah, we the ones
We the opps, we the ones, we the opps (We the ones)

[Verse 2: Mello Buckzz]
Stand over his ass, now they think I'm wearin' red bottoms
Walkin' with a limp, this big-ass pipe givin' me leg problems
On the phone with opps? What the fuck? That's like the feds callin'
He got, brr, brr, what the fuck? I seen his head fallin'
Yeah, yeah, they say they out, they must be talkin' 'bout out of money
How the fuck opps outside when ain't nobody tossed at nothin'?
You think I won't? Bitch, I'll do it, I'll spray it, I'll shoot it
I like the sound my switchy make, they call it shots, I call it music
Yeah, we the opps, send 'em to the morgue and fill 'em with fluid
Bodies drop, but ain't no faces to it, micro Draco blew it
They say it's smoke, then put it on the floor, I'm tryna see what's to it
Masked up, no face, no case, they tryna see the fuck who doin' it
[Pre-Chorus: Both, Mello Buckzz]
O for over him, uh-huh, 'cause that's where we be standin'
First P it's stands for pack, that's what we turn 'em with these weapons
Second P for punishment 'cause we give belt to ass in seconds
We the ones, we the opps
We ain't God, but we'll bless 'em

[Chorus: Both, Mello Buckzz]
We the ones
We the ones, we the opps, we the ones, yeah
We the ones, we the opps, we the ones, yeah
We the ones, we the opps, yeah, we the ones
We the opps, we the ones, we the opps (We the ones)