This That One feat. Krispy Life Kidd,Louie Ray,Slap Savage,Veeze,YN Jay

歌詞

(Energy made this one) Dumbass Krispy life (Its's with a K dumbass) This one of them ones for me (Mhmm-mhmm) This one of them ones for me (Yup) This one of them ones for me (Whew-whew) This one of them ones for me You was a hoe in high school, you used to run from us I went to school with niggas like you, you are not on nothin' Used to sell number eights on Hardwood, we had the block jumpin' Beat his ass bad, he thought the whole, whole clubbed jumped him (Yeah nigga) This one of them ones for me Okay, I done went pop star, I'm gettin' that one money It's couple thousand on me cash, but it's store money Gotta let the money talk for like I don't show money We tote glocks with certain clips and holdin' fifty I'm takin' shots of purple water, lil' bitch, I ain't tipsy I think his thot want a rich nigga and his pockets empty Call that lil' nigga R Kelly 'cause he broke and pissy She chasin' money, chasin' clout, you know she rollin' with me Look at my stats, that shit off Lulu like I'm the Rollin' 60's Lil' Boatjust made me pick between a Rarri and a Bentley It's Mickey ears on all our choppers, look like a show from Disney Punched him in the mouth, I ain't like how he looked at my momma The backyard got skis and treats but this not the Bahamas Wood grain, OG AK feelin' like I'm Osama Got gas, they all said I changed up, I'm Yachty Obama Bringin' 'em back to back, I got too much Pull up in a sixty thousand cash, I ain't do much F8 and it's all white like the Klu Klux I just got it and I already need a tune up I'ma get rich or die tryin' like I'm Fifty This Drake'll make a nigga dance, just like he Diddy I'm lit, that's why she got my name on her titties I'm plug, I ran through hella grams in this city You told, boy you ain't no star, you a witness This lean, gon' fuck around and make me need a kidney My bitch, she mad at me 'cause I show no attention But listen, bitch, I'm on my grind, I gotta get it Ridin' with the glock.23, these the one Jordans Got a team full of shooter, we pull up scorin' Lil' Yachty pulled up in a (Ahhh) Lil' Boat just pulled up in that yeah (That's that one foreign) Everywhere I go, I keep a ten, bitch, I'm Eric Gordon How the fuck it's seventeen dollars and you can't afford it? I got bitches lined up like they waitin' for the one Jordans (Bah) I just shot him in the ass, that's my first warnin' I'm Mr. Pop This Bitch, dirt like a dungeon I'm in Neiman callin' out shots like I run it Run with all apes I guess, I'm from the jungle I'll let this bitch burn a glock mixed up with Usher Get a nigga whacked, I'll push the button Before I tell on a soul, I hung my cousin The thirty pokin' too hard, I gotta tuck it I see you over there shinin' nigga, you better tuck it Since he told I took the blood out my cousin DNA I need that back, we ain't fam no more Brother nem jumped out the store, yeah, they ain't sayin' no more Stick sing loud just like D'Angelo Yeah, hit him in his head, bust his cantaloupe Tiny just pulled up with that shh, yeah, the anecdote Fingered on this bitch for fifty minutes, my hand had broke Let my sister hold my journal, it's murder she wrote Sneezed on my nigga, that's my slime for real I can drive this bitch how I want, 'cause it's mines for real I can damn near hit who I want, it's that time for real I don't know about no other stories, but mines for real I'm finna pay kid to do a whole song without cussin' I was young, used to mob to the store with my cousins I'm with four out of town, buyin' Bos by the dozen I'm with four out of town with PJ like it's cousin If it's sprite and it's dark look like hair dye We gon' find out where he at, we gon' air it out I fucked that bitch so good, that she wanna know my whereabouts Off two percs then I pulled her fuckin' hair out I be fuckin' hoes in first class, this a do-ey plane I don't wanna hit that pussy, you play coochie games Bitch keep squirtin' on my covers, she left coochie stains Group of bitches in a soul line, this a coochie train New custo, bald head look like Bobby Lashley Ball bitch, I'm all about a billl but I'm not braggin' Percies taste good, bite down, but it's not candy Grim reaper ride around with Billy, it was not Mandy