One on One
One On One, the hottest nigga under the sun
Red hot like the tip of a blunt, like the prodigal son
I'm back for more, the track record, my rap attack got rapture force
I did the beat, it slap with force
I know you niggas can hear it, I hit the stu and I'm fearless, step to me you'll get embarrassed
Y'all niggas thirsty for clout, always foaming at the mouth
Got that Gucci on your feet, just to get em didn't eat, that's the bullshit they about! Yeah
I can't relate, guess that's my biggest mistake
Reconcile with the kick, snare, flows, get em going with the bass
Basic, baseless, working, day shift, bass-head, bass kick
Hit the studio, apeshit! make me make hits, chill
Relax! I got the team on my back, doing these shows for the cash, flex on these hoes from my past
Used to be past poor, now I got all of the shit that I asked for
Now I be stressed out, baby girl telling me that's what the pack for
I'm repping Joe Flacco task force, protect my quarterback at all costs
I get that quarter pack half off, I don't even sell it I smoke it!
Y'all niggas ain't serious, you joking! Yeah
All the shit we rolling here is potent! Yeah
All the artists working here is focused! Yeah
Tryna link? Come out to my show pimp, uh
Android, stamp my name on that
I'm doing this out of love, fuck some fame off rap! Nigga
Red hot like the tip of a blunt, like the prodigal son
I'm back for more, the track record, my rap attack got rapture force
I did the beat, it slap with force
I know you niggas can hear it, I hit the stu and I'm fearless, step to me you'll get embarrassed
Y'all niggas thirsty for clout, always foaming at the mouth
Got that Gucci on your feet, just to get em didn't eat, that's the bullshit they about! Yeah
I can't relate, guess that's my biggest mistake
Reconcile with the kick, snare, flows, get em going with the bass
Basic, baseless, working, day shift, bass-head, bass kick
Hit the studio, apeshit! make me make hits, chill
Relax! I got the team on my back, doing these shows for the cash, flex on these hoes from my past
Used to be past poor, now I got all of the shit that I asked for
Now I be stressed out, baby girl telling me that's what the pack for
I'm repping Joe Flacco task force, protect my quarterback at all costs
I get that quarter pack half off, I don't even sell it I smoke it!
Y'all niggas ain't serious, you joking! Yeah
All the shit we rolling here is potent! Yeah
All the artists working here is focused! Yeah
Tryna link? Come out to my show pimp, uh
Android, stamp my name on that
I'm doing this out of love, fuck some fame off rap! Nigga
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Writer(s): Android No. 23
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