Ain't the One

Stepping on stage with a big ass knot
We snuck in the 40s we snuck in the Glocks
Ya bitch front row and she acting a thot
She come home with me cuz she see all the guap
Pass her to Money he pass her to Flock
Even lil Draco gon get him some top
We get the bag do our thang on the block
The streets so hot got the streets on lock
Stepping on stage with a big ass knot
We snuck in the 40s we snuck in the Glocks
Ya bitch front row and she acting a thot
She come home with me cuz she see all the guap
Pass her to Money he pass her to Flock
Even lil Draco gon get him some top
We get the bag do our thang on the block
The streets so hot got the streets on lock

I keep telling these fuck niggas I ain't the one
Yea I'm real don't compare me to none
I'm on a mission I'm gon get it done
I'm bout to blow shine bright like the sun
Oo, I just copped me a new gun
If you in the way you get hit with this gun
I tell you one time fuck boy better run
I got some shooters that do it for fun
I got some niggas that be on the lookout
If you want the smoke then meet up at the cookout
You ain't pull up so I go to his bitch house
Lemme knock on the door hope a fuck nigga pop out
She let me fuck and I ain't even pull out
I ain't go to school no I ain't even drop out
They know my name when I pull up and hop out
I came from the bottom I'm up at the top now

Stepping on stage with a big ass knot
We snuck in the 40s we snuck in the Glocks
Ya bitch front row and she acting a thot
She come home with me cuz she see all the guap
Pass her to Money he pass her to Flock
Even lil Draco gon get him some top
We get the bag do our thang on the block
The streets so hot got the streets on lock
Stepping on stage with a big ass knot
We snuck in the 40s we snuck in the Glocks
Ya bitch front row and she acting a thot
She come home with me cuz she see all the guap
Pass her to Money he pass her to Flock
Even lil Draco gon get him some top
We get the bag do our thang on the block
The streets so hot got the streets on lock

I got a pound in the stu right now
Rollie is coming that bitch bust down
Glasses cost 2500 don't touch em
Nigga move wrong he look i'ma bust him
Back in high school I was fighting and scuffing
Now a days ima up it and bust em
I get the bag and I don't say nothing
We snuck through the back he ain't know it was coming
Big chop stick in that bitch hold a 100
Yea we can fuck but you can't say nothing
Bitch I was broke now I'm pulling out hundreds
They used to laugh now they ain't shit funny
Bitch free my brother locked down on the bunkie
In the jail house and he still getting money
She used to laugh now that bitch wanna fuck me
Now that bitch mad that she can't even touch me, bitch
Aye, now that bitch mad that she can't even touch me
I got the Choppa you can't even touch me
We is the mob
Come sign with us, nigga you might get lucky



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Writer(s): Dylan Estep
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