One In (feat. Rickster)

It's Red The Artist One in the chamber ten in the clip I'm on the scene thinking this is it She sipping henny right straight thru the fifth She tryna pour it up for the kid She popped a xan I'm packing the weed I'm stuffing hundreds all up in my jeans Up in the foreign busting the piece I got some shooters ready to squeeze I got some shooters rolling with me Just hit my line and bring 'em with me yeah All of my bands is on me Up in the foreign up in the streets yeah I got a hole in my jeans I'm on the grind ain't fucking with me yeah All of my bands is on me Just hit my line and bring 'em to me yeah Just want the bag I'm signing the max These niggas they mad cause I kill every track My ex girl is sad cause she can't get me back She said that I'll make it I look and I laugh Know that I'm glowing up one day I'm blowing up Bitches they notice us when we are pulling up True colors show man I felt that that's energy If you are mad then my nigga be mad at me Remember the days when they kept on just doubting me Feel like an athlete from how they are scouting me I got the image I got the voice Voice like an AK I'm making some noise All of that fake shit you know I avoid The Roses split up so I made up a choice That I wouldn't give up keep pursuing this shit Feel like I'm Jordan can't lose in this bitch You see what I'm doing I keep on improving I turned to a pro I'm just used to this this shit I gotta be humble cause as we all know If your ego is huge it may ruin some shit Niggas don't know me but act like they know me You don't even know what I been through and shit She do what I say so on go like Diego I'm blessed like a halo increasing the payroll One in the chamber ten in the clip I'm on the scene thinking this is it She sipping henny right straight thru the fifth She tryna pour it up for the kid She popped a xan I'm packing the weed I'm stuffing hundreds all up in my jeans Up in the foreign busting the piece I got some shooters ready to squeeze I got some shooters rolling with me Just hit my line and bring 'em with me yeah All of my bands is on me Up in the foreign up in the streets yeah I got a hole in my jeans I'm on the grind ain't fucking with me yeah All of my bands is on me Just hit my line and bring 'em to me yeah Up in the foreign switching the lanes You see the diamonds up in my chain I got the benjis I got the cake Nigga you phony you can't relate I just been scheming up for the team Counting the blue and you counting the green I'm sipping henny and smoking the weed I got the bread yeah I got the cheese I got some shooters rolling with me Just hit my line and bring 'em with me yeah All of my bands is on me Up in the foreign up in the streets yeah I got a hole in my jeans I'm on the grind ain't fucking with me yeah All of my bands is on me Just hit my line and bring 'em to me yeah One in the chamber ten in the clip I'm on the scene thinking this is it She sipping henny right straight thru the fifth She tryna pour it up for the kid She popped a xan I'm packing the weed I'm stuffing hundreds all up in my jeans Up in the foreign busting the piece I got some shooters ready to squeeze I got some shooters rolling with me Just hit my line and bring 'em with me yeah All of my bands is on me Up in the foreign up in the streets yeah I got a hole in my jeans I'm on the grind ain't fucking with me yeah All of my bands is on me Just hit my line and bring 'em to me yeah