One of Them Ones (feat. Quavo & Rob49)

Ooh
She said, "What you gon' do?"
A nigga said, "We do, early"
What the fuck we done?
Y'all already know who I am, right?
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Here we go, let's go, uh

This feelin' like one of them ones (damn)
This a whole loaf, nigga, what's a crumb? (Oh)
Bad bitch, yeah, she one of them ones (bad)
On God, nigga, put it on Mars (do it)

Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin', ay (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (Quavo)

Bad bitch, top five, top three (top three)
Chrome Hearts, Goyard, Louis V (woo)
Rolex, Cartier, AP (AP)
White ass, good sex on the beach (smash, oh)

Top floor, pole in the condo (condo)
Best top, baby, that's the best throat (oh, best throat)
Straight drop (oh), baby, we can stretch, though (oh, stretch, though)
It's a awful lotta bitches, that's dough (oh, awful lotta)

Talk about me in they group chat (brr, yeah)
It ain't nothin' to get that waist snatched (it ain't nothin')
Now she missin', where yo' bae at? (Brrt)
Two-tone in this Maybach (skrrt)

Put a GoPro on your back (what else, stunt team)
Put a GoPro on your back (film, yeah)
Don't post that lil' film, you're with the Huncho (fuck)
Tryna paint on this bitch like Picasso (here we go, lets go, oh)

This feelin' like one of them ones (damn)
This a whole loaf, nigga, what's a crumb? (Oh)
Bad bitch, yeah, she one of them ones (bad)
On God, nigga, put it on Mars (do it)

Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin', ay (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (49)

Yeah, (yeah), let me see you do it (yep)
Pretty in her face, slim waist, fat booty (yeah, damn)
1942, turn ya up, have fun (yeah)
Bitch, yo' nigga broke, leave his ass at the club (ass at the club)

Tryna make that pussy gleek, Patek and Philippe (yeah)
I be fuckin' stripper hos, I don't pay the fee (yeah)
If he dodged in a boutique I'ma rub her feet (oh, rub her feet)
I take hos on the jet (oh), but I'm out the street (oh)

Make the bitch put the guns in her name (guns in her name, oh, yeah)
Real G, tote guns, sell 'caine (damn, yeah)
I done sold more gas than propane, nigga (oh, yeah, propane, nigga)
I don't kicked more shit than Liu Kang, nigga (yeah, oh)

Buy a chain (oh, oh), now a nigga bitch dead (oh)
Seven-figure nigga, trust me, we straight, yeah (yeah)
Brand-new Rollie on, pussy-pink face
Soon as the bitch scratch me out, she replaced, nigga, yeah (uh)

This feelin' like one of them ones (damn)
This a whole loaf, nigga, what's a crumb? (Oh)
Bad bitch, yeah, she one of them ones (bad)
On God, nigga, put it on Mars (do it)

Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin', ay (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin'

This for all the gettin'-money, ghetto-fab bitches (oh, yeah)
All the top-notch, pretty bad bitches (go 'head)
All the bitches that ain't never need a nigga (oh, yeah)
All the independent, pretty-ass bitches (oh, yeah)
This for all my niggas that ain't scared to split a check (oh, yeah)
On Crip, on God, no Rick (go 'head)
I ain't scared to buy a bad bitch shit (oh, yeah)
Bad bitches, bend it over, show me somethin', go 'head, go 'head (uh)

This feelin' like one of them ones (damn)
This a whole loaf, nigga, what's a crumb? (Oh)
Bad bitch, yeah, she one of them ones (bad)
On God, nigga, put it on Mars (do it)

Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin', ay (oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know nothin' (ay, ay, oh)
Shake that ass, bitch, or you ain't know-

Nothin', yeah
The real bitches say y'all niggas ain't throwing nothin' in this
Fuckin', motherfuckin' strip club
Y'all niggas ain't got no money, no mon-yun, no motherfuckin'-, on my soul
Y'all niggas ain't got shit, real bitches say y'all ain't got nada, oh, my God

Where your card at, nigga? (I don't want that shit)
Where your card? (Ah, I want that card)
What's the card?
Your credit card, I want that shit, look



Credits
Writer(s): Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Nicholas Matthew Balding, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Peter Lee Johnson, Robert Thomas, Quintin Ferbie Gulledge, Shahrukh Z Khan
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