One Two Three lyrics

by

Eem Triplin


[Verse 1]
One, two, three, n*ggas capping on my name
Watch how you speak before I run up, snatch your chain
You ain't with the sh*t, stop the faking, you a lame
Swearing up and down on the 'Gram that you gang
I tapped in with them n*ggas, you ain't someone that they claim
Cut the bullsh*t, n*gga, accept it, you don't bang
Call that b*tch Mariah 'cause I make the choppa sang
Doing the ooh
Doing the ooh
Doing the dash
Push the Porsche, f*ck the law on my ass
Ain't no worries, state trooper left 'em last
Dashing to the money, gotta get this cash
Always been 'bout my bread, I was cutting class
But I cube my money, b*tch, I know my math
Up in Saks Fifth, I'ma make a splash
Up in Saks Fifth, I might drop a bag
A n*gga drippy if I jump, make a splash

[Bridge]
Yeah, I splash
Make a splash
Yeah, I splash
Yeah, I splash
b*tch, I, uh, uh
b*tch, I splash
b*tch, I, uh, uh
b*tch, I splash
b*tch, I, uh, uh
Yeah
Hop in a, uh, hop in a uh
[Verse 2]
Hop in a Wraith
Sliding with a b*tch, and she give me face
Sliding with this hoe, she can't see my face
Sliding on the jakes, b*tch, I did the race
Feel like Tay, b*tch, you know I keep a K
Stack my cake, baby, do you got that chase
b*tch, I swipe, want some pipe
Yeah, she hit me for some pipe
On the block with my mask
b*tch, I'm creeping through the night
Ben Balla, brand new diamonds b*tch, I bet they f*cking bite
b*tch I bet
b*tch I bet they f*cking bite, yeah I might
b*tch I might f*cking swipe, b*tch I might
Cop a Porsche, hop in a Porsche, yeah I swipe
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