One Punch
Bitch I'm reckless, another hit off the checklist
One Punch, follow through with my fist
Pull up, In the coupe taking your bitch
Now she, wants me to come over
I can't, tell that bitch that I love her
I need, one night then I dub her
One night, do it right, you're talking shit, it's online
She want me, gave her old nigga an apology
I'ma make a sequel it ain't making no trilogy
Left that bitch in tears, never felt so sincere
So I gave it several years, now I gotta face my fears
Take all them hits, eat them up for lunch
K.O. in a flash all it took was one punch
Now I wanna have fun, never said I was done
Ready aim don't run, eenie meanie minie moe
Sorry I can't sell my soul, run it up I'm with my bros
All my friends become my foes, not my girl so I friendzone
Got my ice my wrist be water, I'ma run it like a faucet
Got my heart it's in a locket, I'ma fuck her then we drop it
Seen my drip you wanna cop it, I'ma go run it up
I get to the bag, lost all my friends so I never go back
I'm on the beat, I hop on the track, I can not leave I stay on the map
Flow is so fast, my flow run a lap, my wrist so cold
I'm about to freeze, I'm feeling blessed, I gotta sneeze
Brand new whip and I got the keys, she want me, it ain't meant to be
Bitch I'm reckless, another hit off the checklist
One Punch, follow through with my fist
Pull up, In the coupe taking your bitch
Now she, wants me to come over
I can't, tell that bitch that I love her
I need, one night then I dub her
One Punch, follow through with my fist
Pull up, In the coupe taking your bitch
Now she, wants me to come over
I can't, tell that bitch that I love her
I need, one night then I dub her
One night, do it right, you're talking shit, it's online
She want me, gave her old nigga an apology
I'ma make a sequel it ain't making no trilogy
Left that bitch in tears, never felt so sincere
So I gave it several years, now I gotta face my fears
Take all them hits, eat them up for lunch
K.O. in a flash all it took was one punch
Now I wanna have fun, never said I was done
Ready aim don't run, eenie meanie minie moe
Sorry I can't sell my soul, run it up I'm with my bros
All my friends become my foes, not my girl so I friendzone
Got my ice my wrist be water, I'ma run it like a faucet
Got my heart it's in a locket, I'ma fuck her then we drop it
Seen my drip you wanna cop it, I'ma go run it up
I get to the bag, lost all my friends so I never go back
I'm on the beat, I hop on the track, I can not leave I stay on the map
Flow is so fast, my flow run a lap, my wrist so cold
I'm about to freeze, I'm feeling blessed, I gotta sneeze
Brand new whip and I got the keys, she want me, it ain't meant to be
Bitch I'm reckless, another hit off the checklist
One Punch, follow through with my fist
Pull up, In the coupe taking your bitch
Now she, wants me to come over
I can't, tell that bitch that I love her
I need, one night then I dub her
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Writer(s): David Croy
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