One More Shot
Oh boy
Can every body
Clap like this
Clap like this
Clap like this
First things first
It's the real thing aye
That's a coke bar and
I never sold caine
Not a freestyle cause i wrote the whole thing
Better turn it up
Cause i'm bout to go insane aye
One more shot i'm a get it
Can't make shit you don't shoot
No chase in the bank
Straight up getting loose
Never coming too loose aye
Goldchain whole new ballgame
If i'm lost then call me Hurley or
Harley Foxy Foxy
Cannot stop me
Too hot drop me
One more shot i'm a get it
Can't make shit you don't shoot
No chase in the bank
Straight up getting loose
Never coming too loose aye
You ain't gotta lie
I hate that
You ain't gotta cry
I hate that
So sad, dry your eyes
Boohoo boohoo ooh what you gonna do
All my friends coming through
So get excited, party, you ain't get invited?
Oh damn, you lose aye
One more shot i'm a get it (no chase)
One more shot i'm a get it (no chase)
One more shot i'm a get it (no chase)
One more shot i'm a get it (run it up)
One more shot i'm a get it
Can't make shit you don't shoot
No money in the bank
Straight up getting loose
Never coming too loose bitch
One shot and too many L's
Tell Logan we ain't taking no L's
If i take a L might go to hell
That's two L's too many L's
Don't like Mo? that's a hard sell
Never see me sitting in a cell
I'm a take a shot i'm okay
Miss 100% you don't take
I'm at a 99 like Gretzky
At the end they said that i'm great
One more shot i'm a get it
Can't make shit you didn't shoot
It's the little things
That we gotta do
It's the little things
That help us make moves
So what you gonna do
To help yourself improve
One more shot you can get it
Take one more shot you can get it
One more shot you can get it
One more shot you can get it aye
Jameo from James Mo
That James owed me for
Jameo from James Mo
That James owed me for
Pulled up in a Honda like ding ding
Fresh car like a bling ring
Whoooo
But wouldn't you know
Crispy only kick it in the 330
With my own rubber city now
Mound of trojans
Threw em like Achilles
She like Anastasia
You know, knock off Disney
So what's your position
I know you like fiction
I know you like bitchin
I know you like sharin
You need that attention
You all in it for that
In it for that fricton
Can every body
Clap like this
Clap like this
Clap like this
First things first
It's the real thing aye
That's a coke bar and
I never sold caine
Not a freestyle cause i wrote the whole thing
Better turn it up
Cause i'm bout to go insane aye
One more shot i'm a get it
Can't make shit you don't shoot
No chase in the bank
Straight up getting loose
Never coming too loose aye
Goldchain whole new ballgame
If i'm lost then call me Hurley or
Harley Foxy Foxy
Cannot stop me
Too hot drop me
One more shot i'm a get it
Can't make shit you don't shoot
No chase in the bank
Straight up getting loose
Never coming too loose aye
You ain't gotta lie
I hate that
You ain't gotta cry
I hate that
So sad, dry your eyes
Boohoo boohoo ooh what you gonna do
All my friends coming through
So get excited, party, you ain't get invited?
Oh damn, you lose aye
One more shot i'm a get it (no chase)
One more shot i'm a get it (no chase)
One more shot i'm a get it (no chase)
One more shot i'm a get it (run it up)
One more shot i'm a get it
Can't make shit you don't shoot
No money in the bank
Straight up getting loose
Never coming too loose bitch
One shot and too many L's
Tell Logan we ain't taking no L's
If i take a L might go to hell
That's two L's too many L's
Don't like Mo? that's a hard sell
Never see me sitting in a cell
I'm a take a shot i'm okay
Miss 100% you don't take
I'm at a 99 like Gretzky
At the end they said that i'm great
One more shot i'm a get it
Can't make shit you didn't shoot
It's the little things
That we gotta do
It's the little things
That help us make moves
So what you gonna do
To help yourself improve
One more shot you can get it
Take one more shot you can get it
One more shot you can get it
One more shot you can get it aye
Jameo from James Mo
That James owed me for
Jameo from James Mo
That James owed me for
Pulled up in a Honda like ding ding
Fresh car like a bling ring
Whoooo
But wouldn't you know
Crispy only kick it in the 330
With my own rubber city now
Mound of trojans
Threw em like Achilles
She like Anastasia
You know, knock off Disney
So what's your position
I know you like fiction
I know you like bitchin
I know you like sharin
You need that attention
You all in it for that
In it for that fricton
Credits
Writer(s): Sinan Schwarting
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