The One

(48 Hertz)

B-B-Bitch, I can body your clique
They must be stupid 'cause I been that bitch
Bitch, I'm so flossy, you know I'm lit
Look at my shoes and my neck and my wrist
They told me be humble, I'm like, for what?
I done been down, lil' bitch I'm up
Shit on a hater, that's what I do (that lil' bitch blockin')

Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
B-B-B-Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Lil' bitch I'm boss, lil' bitch I'm up (ayo)
Cut my nigga off and I don't give a fuck (fuck)
Get you a job, you broke and you trippin' (trippin')
You just a groupie with a lot of pictures (alright)
Diss me and bro, bitch, why you goofy? (What? What?)
You be dick ridin' ho, who you think you foolin'?
Fuck your lil' feature and fuck your lil' label
Fuck your lil' bag and fuck your lil' paper

Fuck your comparison, bitch, you be hatin'
And fuck my lil' cousin, said "I wouldn't make it"
Fuck your lil' rhymes, fuck your lil' homie
Who you say better? Bitch, you gotta show me (what? What? What?)
Fuck my ex nigga, fuck his new bitch
If she talk too crazy get hit in her shit (bop, bop)

Fuck your lil' party, fuck your promoter
Pistol in Louis so fuck your lil' holster (grr)
Fuck your lil' rapper, fuck who on top
Don't want your weed so fuck your lil' blunt
Fuck your lil' whip, fuck your lil' clique
Holes in your Gucci so fuck your lil' fit
Fuck your lil' partner, fuck your big homie
Bitch, I get cheese, fuck your bologna
Fuck what you sayin', bitch why you talkin'?
Don't play with Tok, bitch this ain't a Sony

Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
B-B-Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah)
B-B-Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
B-B-Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Bitch, I'm the one, numero uno
Bitch, I'm a dog, ho call me Cujo (yeah)
Over the driver if we in the two door
Ho this the league, bitch, you just JuCo
Out in the hood, I go where I please
Let her nigga top me, he all on his knees
Fuck what you sayin' and fuck your respect
Pop at his top, fuck his lil' vest

Fuck your lil' gang, fuck your lil' clique
Gun at your house, fuck your lil' rin'
Fuck who your favorite, fuck who she with
Bought a ski red, dump all in your shit
Pussy too good, fuck your lil' dick
Break up a home, fuck your lil' bitch
Ain't got my paper then fuck your event
I be like get 'em and my niggas get

Reach for my chain, fuck your lil' life
Plus I like bitches, might fuck your lil' wife
Bitch, I'm the boss, bitch I'm the man
Speak on my name and get left where you stand
Heard he got popped, just what he get
All that dick ridin', you just like a bitch
Free my lil' nigga, fuck his lil' cell
Fuck his lil' partner if that nigga tell

Bitch, I can body your clique
They must be stupid 'cause I been that bitch
Bitch, I'm so flossy, you know I'm lit
Look at my shoes and my neck and my wrist
They told me be humble, I'm like for what
I done been down, lil' bitch I'm up
Shit on a hater, that's what I do (that's what I do)

Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
B-B-Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah)
B-B-Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
B-B-Bitch I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Bitch, I'm the one (yeah, yeah, yeah)



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Writer(s): Shauntrell Pender, Jonoah Martez Pressley
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