1 on 1
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(He's so crazy) (Okay) (Yeah) (Yeah) okay, okay Got a nigga on the way, and he call for a one-on-one (okay, okay) Got a little birdie in the flat, and I hope that the jakes don't come (okay) I done gave nine k to k, came back with a- oh, my God Had a drop-top Merc' and a kid by twenty-one (one, one) I ain't tryna throw hands with no one's son (son) Bag full of big, big rums (rums) I'm eatin' her good, make her- o, my (hahaha) Might f*ck around and swim to her (phew) Molly on, molly on, molly on, molly on, molly on tongues Got a whole lot of racks on me, got a whole lot of racks on me Few milli' gonna fix your pain, gonna live your fantasy Wanna suck the skin off me, wanna lick the tats off me Pussy so good, wanna buy you a house, wanna move your family She cannot see the bad in me, this weed creepin', it's attackin' me In a speed demon, and I'm doin' one-eighty while she in my passenger seat Go, go yard, tell her, "Make it in pink" Right now, you're makin' me think Turn on the bros, that's not the way, not the code That's not the way that we live (okay, okay) Got a nigga on the way, and he call for a one-on-one (okay, okay) Got a little birdie in the flat, and I hope that the jakes don't come (okay) I done gave nine K to K, came back with a- oh my God Had a drop-top Merc' and a kid by twenty-one (one, one) I ain't tryna throw hands with no one's son (son) Bag full of big, big rums (rums) I'm eatin' her good, make her- oh my (hahaha) Might f*ck around and swim to her (phew) Molly on, molly on, molly on, molly on, molly on tongues Please don't ask in the hearse, if you know it kills you, you won't make this worse, yeah I'm on the road still, on the same curb, gotta make a swerve, yeah I tell her, "What you prefer? Virgil or Birks? Let's make a purchase" You can do Isabel, not Michael Kors, that shit's the worst, yeah She wanna be the fur, she is the fur I roll on Miami, I'm lettin' it burn Newest edition that came in the purse Smoke from the tires, I'm lettin' it burn, bitch I'm back in the Rollsy, baby girl, nice and cozy Red seats like a nosebleed I'm just deepin' what you told me I told my lady to order some racks, go get it on global I told my jeweler to pattern me ice, I'ma get it tomorrow I told my nigga to pour me a four, and it's straight out the bottle I told my bitch, "It's a Urus, this ain't no Gallardo (okay, okay) Got a nigga on the way, and he call for a one-on-one (okay, okay) Got a little birdie in the flat, and I hope that the jakes don't come (okay) I done gave nine k to k, came back with a- oh my God Had a drop-top Merc' and a kid by twenty-one (one, one) I ain't tryna throw hands with no one's son (son) Bag full of big, big rums (rums) I'm eatin' her good, make her- oh, my (hahaha) Might f*ck around and swim to her (phew) Molly on, molly on, molly on, molly on, molly on tongues
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Written by: Ricky Earl Banton, Adam Nathaniel Williams
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