This Gon Be the One
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
Look at that ass, yea she got it going
Look at that cash, yea I see him throwing
Check the bar, yea yea they got them drinks flowing
And pass me the hookah cuz you know I'm blowing
Big boss, fuck the price, pay the cost
Big drip, don't slip, in the sauce
Big dawg, talk my shit, big talk
Big walk, leave behind all y'all
You already know that I'm with it
Tonight I'm with my people, ain't no way that I'm slippin'
Vibe sent a drink, so you know I'm sipping
And if I play my cards right, then I know that I'm hitting
That Blue Dream spliff, got me feeling frisky
Passing out shots like I'm Oprah Winfrey
You get a shot, you get a shot
No shot for you, you is thot
I ain't passing nothing to no thot bitch
Pass her to my dawg, like here you can have this
Send her bout her way when he done
You know what happening Rerun
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
You already know how I'm coming thru
Walk in with a bad bitch, maybe even two
Big knot in my pocket, yea I'm thumbing thru
Lames step to the side, I'm walking straight pass you
Smelling like a pound, get a whiff of that
Cute with a baby face, no Similac
Sent the server to the bar, back to back
Cuz I like when she walk away, that ass fat
Lost count of the drinks, but I'm tipsy, tipsy
This the 3rd repack, I'm feeling dizzy, dizzy
Baby working on the floor, like she busy, busy
Might take baby with me, I'm feeling risky, risky
This the kinda vibe that I live for
Been with the shits, might need some Pepto
Been winning, I done lost track of the score
This gon be the one you be like run it back once more
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
Look at that ass, yea she got it going
Look at that cash, yea I see him throwing
Check the bar, yea yea they got them drinks flowing
And pass me the hookah cuz you know I'm blowing
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
Look at that ass, yea she got it going
Look at that cash, yea I see him throwing
Check the bar, yea yea they got them drinks flowing
And pass me the hookah cuz you know I'm blowing
Big boss, fuck the price, pay the cost
Big drip, don't slip, in the sauce
Big dawg, talk my shit, big talk
Big walk, leave behind all y'all
You already know that I'm with it
Tonight I'm with my people, ain't no way that I'm slippin'
Vibe sent a drink, so you know I'm sipping
And if I play my cards right, then I know that I'm hitting
That Blue Dream spliff, got me feeling frisky
Passing out shots like I'm Oprah Winfrey
You get a shot, you get a shot
No shot for you, you is thot
I ain't passing nothing to no thot bitch
Pass her to my dawg, like here you can have this
Send her bout her way when he done
You know what happening Rerun
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
You already know how I'm coming thru
Walk in with a bad bitch, maybe even two
Big knot in my pocket, yea I'm thumbing thru
Lames step to the side, I'm walking straight pass you
Smelling like a pound, get a whiff of that
Cute with a baby face, no Similac
Sent the server to the bar, back to back
Cuz I like when she walk away, that ass fat
Lost count of the drinks, but I'm tipsy, tipsy
This the 3rd repack, I'm feeling dizzy, dizzy
Baby working on the floor, like she busy, busy
Might take baby with me, I'm feeling risky, risky
This the kinda vibe that I live for
Been with the shits, might need some Pepto
Been winning, I done lost track of the score
This gon be the one you be like run it back once more
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
This gon be the one that'll get em lit
You know when I spit, I spit real shit
This gon be the one have ya haters whispering
It ain't even really that serious
Look at that ass, yea she got it going
Look at that cash, yea I see him throwing
Check the bar, yea yea they got them drinks flowing
And pass me the hookah cuz you know I'm blowing
Credits
Writer(s): Na'kara Love
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