One Man Army lyrics
by RMC Mike
[Intro]
Huh?
b*tch
Alright
[Verse]
I built my farm, they ain't f*ckin' with the G.O.A.T.s
I got a b*tch at home, but yeah, I'm still f*ckin' with the hoes
Five-seveNs penetrate, I'm tryna touch a n*gga soul
I'm finna beat a n*gga ass, he shouldn't've rubbed a n*gga wrong
I got a different flow, the world heard it once and we was on
Out of town with my cuz, he tryna punch a n*gga clothes
Hit her as a kid, but damn, I couldn't f*ck her while we grown
b*tch, I was off a Perc', no, I didn't f*ck her off Patrón
Okay, sixty thousand cash, all dubs, it's a light day
I'm hot as hell, but my f*ckin' neck feel like an ice tray
I plugged in, I just got some Techy out a Rite Aid
.308 powerful, it'll break a n*gga drive train
Me and bro both got a pint, we finna drop some mud
Six-six-six, high as hell, almost dropped my cup
b*tch starin' at me hard, oh, I forgot I f*cked
Quick to send a n*gga to the Lord 'cause in God I trust
Sixty rounds on my PLR, the scope magnified
Caught an opp, gave his ass some wings like a dragonfly
Boom, one-shot him, turn his head into apple pie
He tried to slide and got his ass killed, should've strategized
Gucci shoes, belt, socks, hat, with the shirt included
Walk a n*gga down militant and that's word to Scooter
I'm tired of f*ckin' all these young hoes, I deserve a cougar
Her pus*y wack, I made the b*tch walk, she ain't deserve an Uber
Told E let me see the booth for three weeks straight
I'm so hard, I can drop an EP damn near each day
I'm hungry, somebody call Freeze, I need cheesecake
Kick the b*tch out my crib quick 'cause her feet stank
The ice in my buff's'll blind a b*tch while she talkin'
Ghetto Boy sh*t, I got the stick on me walkin'
And I'm quick to up this b*tch on a n*gga, so be cautious
I told the n*gga that the drank cut, he still bought it
Damn, and that's why I'm the G.O.A.T
Came back to the city drinkin' Act', you n*ggas buyin' clothes
My money stand taller than Lil E, he only 5'4"
This car got a thousand horsepower, why would I drive slow?