One Time lyrics

[Intro]
(Look out, Veno)
Steppin'
sh*t on me, ten links on, probably a mill' on me
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
Pull the curtains down on the Maybach, n*ggas hate that
Suitcase full of eight straps, I used to take straps

[Chorus]
They say that n*gga ain't a rat, well, where that case at?
Half of these n*ggas ain't that, they just can make rap
In public with a fully loaded, some sh*t can get you boated
If you ain't tryna kill somethin', then why the f*ck you totin'?
A lot of people picked up, but not too many wrote
She love that I don't give a f*ck, that's why I keep her close
You don't wanna war with me, I got too many soldiers
Quit screamin', "Dugg, you spoil me," before I bend you over
I'm eatin' off of royalties, they know my sh*t cold
One time for the real n*ggas who ain't never told

[Verse]
Jump back down, b*tch, we off that clown sh*t
Skinny brown petite thing want me to pound sh*t
Everything true blue when I'm in town, b*tch
Still yellin' "R.I.P. Scoot," I really miss you
Cutty on some new shoes, fiberglass Dugg
Draggin' down Wilshere, I'm all in Spazz hood
I ain't gotta check sh*t, I know that bag good
Raise your hand if you a b*tch, that's what she had Dugg
Shoutout to my last wood, come get your ass whooped
Everything fast too, shoutout my last two
Still holdin' for the H, I wish we had Drew
I'm still holdin' for the G, I wish we had Wild
Still holdin' for the Hawks, I'm in my bag now
Them poles used to kill sixes, they killin' fives now
Quit tellin' n*ggas I been trippin', I'm on my P's and Q's
Dre keep fallin' 'sleep on me, I think he need some juice
Say, I don't need no AutoTune, just bring me all the blues
Young And Turnt the label, n*gga, that sh*t that's comin' soon
How you think you made it, n*gga? Like, you can f*ck with me
Val, Tameka and Shanique, they got a truck a piece
Lou, your nephew gettin' big and you got another niece
They don't know that sh*t you did, f*ck that n*gga, rest in peace
Just got word that youngin in there with a thug
I put five on him, but they gon' do it on the love
Ten secure packs, a whole gallon of some spud
That's a tip, n*gga, you lil' b*tch n*gga
[Chorus]
They say that n*gga ain't a rat, well, where that case at?
Half of these n*ggas ain't that, they just can make rap
In public with a fully loaded, some sh*t can get you boated
If you ain't tryna kill somethin', then why the f*ck you totin'?
A lot of people picked up, but not too many wrote
She love that I don't give a f*ck, that's why I keep her close
You don't wanna war with me, I got too many soldiers
Quit screamin', "Dugg, you spoil me," before I bend you over
I'm eatin' off of royalties, they know my sh*t cold
One time for the real n*ggas who ain't never told

[Outro]
(Look out, Veno)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)