One of Us
Im popping his bitch cherry like a vitamin
Im kicking it with yo bitch like im iron fist
When i scale that shit up i feel like a scientist
Gas too loud you still Smoking quiet shit
Catch me up high like a pilot
Presidential parking and im flying private
Ima change the game like they change the climate
All my slimes hard like onyx
All my bands blue like sonic
All these bags i aint even shopping
We at your head just like a bonnet
Still making a profit they stuck in my wallet
Now they watching my pocket i got em
Exhausted
Cant stop it
Wont let me out like akon bitch im locked in
I dont wanna question your trust
Im calling these lil niggas bluffs
You get the drip and you start gettin rusty
Im hitting yo bitch like this shit was rugby
You hitting my blunt that shit got him stumbling
Young slime making moves like the running man
Im flipping this money im tumbling
Aint one of us aint my brother man
These niggas just talking they act like they one of us
They cant see my face until i see a hundred plus
Swear this gas gonna hit like a uppercut
You know we came from the bottom like a southerner
She like my wave and i see that she acting up
It been a long day of counting and stacking up
I count with my thumb and im getting them paper cuts
Stay hot like the sun cus you know that we coming up
Im stashing these racks away like its a tummy tuck
The racks in my sofa you know thats a money tuck
The M for Milwaukee you know that we having bucks
Yea
We having vibes for real
You cant smell the bag its sealed
I stand on the top
King of the hill
Yea we going nonstop
Cant stop making mills
Im in a whole nother field
No you cant get me to yield
Me and my day ones having options
And we aint made to be clocked in
And you cant hang like a stocking
Yea we gonna take off like a rocket
Add it up bitch im making deposits
Throw it up yea im randy mossing
Run it up and they still jogging
Cant believe they cant even trust the process
These niggas gonna hate when you you making progress
Making this money this shit in my noggin
Im smoking exotic you smoking the common
I be in the jungle with cheaters and liars
We go to bed and them bullets fly
Send the pack to will for them other guys
Im hearing shit up in my crib its gunning time
Im im her guts like some butterflies
You niggas be broke and wonder why
You niggas be broke and quit
And just like nudy im back on my bullshit
I handle my buisness i dont need a tool kit
I handle my buisness they think im a cool kid
These niggas gon hit my phone when im lucrative
The way im running it i feel like a fugitive
And what im blowing that shit is exclusive
These niggas just talking they act like they one of us
They cant see my face until i see a hundred plus
Swear this gas gonna hit like a uppercut
You know we came from the bottom like a southerner
She like my wave and i see that she acting up
It been a long day of counting and stacking up
I count with my thumb and im getting them paper cuts
Stay hot like the sun cus you know that we coming up
Im stashing these racks away like its a tummy tuck
The racks in my sofa you know thats a money tuck
The M for Milwaukee you know that we having bucks
Im kicking it with yo bitch like im iron fist
When i scale that shit up i feel like a scientist
Gas too loud you still Smoking quiet shit
Catch me up high like a pilot
Presidential parking and im flying private
Ima change the game like they change the climate
All my slimes hard like onyx
All my bands blue like sonic
All these bags i aint even shopping
We at your head just like a bonnet
Still making a profit they stuck in my wallet
Now they watching my pocket i got em
Exhausted
Cant stop it
Wont let me out like akon bitch im locked in
I dont wanna question your trust
Im calling these lil niggas bluffs
You get the drip and you start gettin rusty
Im hitting yo bitch like this shit was rugby
You hitting my blunt that shit got him stumbling
Young slime making moves like the running man
Im flipping this money im tumbling
Aint one of us aint my brother man
These niggas just talking they act like they one of us
They cant see my face until i see a hundred plus
Swear this gas gonna hit like a uppercut
You know we came from the bottom like a southerner
She like my wave and i see that she acting up
It been a long day of counting and stacking up
I count with my thumb and im getting them paper cuts
Stay hot like the sun cus you know that we coming up
Im stashing these racks away like its a tummy tuck
The racks in my sofa you know thats a money tuck
The M for Milwaukee you know that we having bucks
Yea
We having vibes for real
You cant smell the bag its sealed
I stand on the top
King of the hill
Yea we going nonstop
Cant stop making mills
Im in a whole nother field
No you cant get me to yield
Me and my day ones having options
And we aint made to be clocked in
And you cant hang like a stocking
Yea we gonna take off like a rocket
Add it up bitch im making deposits
Throw it up yea im randy mossing
Run it up and they still jogging
Cant believe they cant even trust the process
These niggas gonna hate when you you making progress
Making this money this shit in my noggin
Im smoking exotic you smoking the common
I be in the jungle with cheaters and liars
We go to bed and them bullets fly
Send the pack to will for them other guys
Im hearing shit up in my crib its gunning time
Im im her guts like some butterflies
You niggas be broke and wonder why
You niggas be broke and quit
And just like nudy im back on my bullshit
I handle my buisness i dont need a tool kit
I handle my buisness they think im a cool kid
These niggas gon hit my phone when im lucrative
The way im running it i feel like a fugitive
And what im blowing that shit is exclusive
These niggas just talking they act like they one of us
They cant see my face until i see a hundred plus
Swear this gas gonna hit like a uppercut
You know we came from the bottom like a southerner
She like my wave and i see that she acting up
It been a long day of counting and stacking up
I count with my thumb and im getting them paper cuts
Stay hot like the sun cus you know that we coming up
Im stashing these racks away like its a tummy tuck
The racks in my sofa you know thats a money tuck
The M for Milwaukee you know that we having bucks
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Writer(s): Nestar Yankson
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