One

Let's talk bout' it I'm finna jump in the whip and then hop out it He get some money, now he think he somebody That's what the hatin' ass niggas say bout' me Knock off his cap, I'ma keep it a hunnid' It's the origin, bitch, this is starting this summer All my diamonds, they cost me a arm and a lung It's a 3 and a 2 but, bitch I am the 1 They say I'm getting fat, it's the lean in my gut Bet a XD-45 put that boy in a choke I'm off the gas, and it smell like a Skunk And that nigga is ass throw that shit in the dump If I shoot at his feet then that boy better jump And no l ain't missing a headshot Nigga I got a shooter in Dallas, he throwing you off I ain't talking bout Prescott (Yeah, uhmm, we finna uh, we finna, damn) We finna run in your crib it's the motive Nigga I got your bitch in the back, choking He said I'm broke, man, he gotta be, joking Had to touch all my diamonds I know that shit soaking I'm getting bands every day it's my payday How I cut that hoe off he would think I'm a melee Play with the money them racks had a playdate Active shooter in this bitch its a mayday That nigga got hit with a whole semi-auto They cloning, see me do some shit and they follow I pop a perky like Demi Lovato 1500 we all in the mix no apallo If that boy want a problem, then we finna solve it He not in my column, he not in my bracket I got a new tennis chain like a racket G-Glock got a flash and a beam for attachments I hate it They said that they proud of me, that shit belated They said that they day ones, but they never portrayed it Now they coming back, once they see that I made it Nah, where you was at when I was broke When they all hated me you ain't never, had hope Now I'm on so I know that bitch gotta, feel dumb It's a 3 and a 2 but, bitch I am the 1