1 Of 1 (II)

Heard y'all wanna be me
Shit ain't gon' happen easy
I am 1of1 baby, I'm the last of ma specie
I seen couple niggers getting crazy
I got you mad, no sorry
Ma ex jus' slid in ma dm
She prolly saw me on TV

Heard y'all wanna be me
Shit ain't gon' happen easy
I am 1of1 baby, I'm the last of ma specie
I seen couple niggers getting crazy
I got you mad, no sorry
Ma ex jus' slid in ma dm
She prolly saw me on TV

I don't got favs, if you deserve shit I'ma keep it 300 with you
Whole lotta gangs, banks, whole lotta guns yeah we bouta loot
I'm an anti-party nigger I'd rather be inside the booth
Yeah we don't like you so we shoot, boy yeah that's how we do
So much cash on the mattress
Whole lotta caress
All 'em niggers is embarrassed
Fucked three hoes first day when I stepped in college didn't even ask for an address
Come do this if you can I dare you bitch I'm throwing a gadamn challenge
21 foes and 21 bullets before 21 mandem was a savage
I need a jump man and a swoosh sign
A triple stripe and Gucci bag
Where ma CD's at (Christian Diors)
I need a Fendy hat
As a matter of fact I need ma ciagas bad (Balenciagas)
Off white jeans and a champion hoodie
Ralph polo, Luis V's and Gabbana's
I'm the coldest might need some ice on me
Supreme panties for ma dick homie

Heard y'all wanna be me
Shit ain't gon' happen easy
I am 1of1 baby, I'm the last of ma specie
I seen couple niggers getting crazy
I got you mad, no sorry
Ma ex jus' slid in ma dm
She prolly saw me on TV

Heard y'all wanna be me
Shit ain't gon' happen easy
I am 1of1 baby, I'm the last of ma specie
I seen couple niggers getting crazy
I got you mad, no sorry
Ma ex jus' slid in ma dm
She prolly saw me on TV

Call me Alicia
'cause I got the keys
Tired of the kitties I need me 'em pizzas
Add me whole lotta cheese
Fuck all the dms man I don't really need 'em aye
It's the digits that I read
Nigger be sober yo bitch in ma company
Voluntarily she's on her knees
I go one hunnid for those who deserve it
I keep it three hunnid if you got my back
I roll with them homies we surfing the streets on top of the league we fuck with the racks
We on the run, not from the cops matter of fact we chasing the bag
Doubled the hustle
Checks and bags ain't doing no hoes I fuck with racks
I flirt with the money
Niggers is broke and they corny
Got plenty of fakers around me
I stepped outta college, then I became independent I thought that was jus' what I wanted now I'm feeling different
I know my life isn't decent, I know that
Go fuck with yo business ma nigger ya dig
I do ma shit how I wanna I'm sorry you ain't cool with that you can fuck off ma dick
This shit got me paranoid
I'm sipping henny with the boys we all out
I heard yo bitch feel the boy
They said I can't be no shit the fuck now
Digits digits upon digits I keep real with homies we all out
Digit digits upon digits I keep real with ma niggers we all out



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Writer(s): Neon West
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