one me lyrics
by boolymon
[Verse]
I'm f*ckin' yo' ho, I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch
I'm juggin' yo' pops, I'm tryna get rich
How many n*ggas who paid for that?
That .38, you ain't safe with that
That's a fake Glock, no case with that
That .5, you can't face that, ayy
Walk down with that Glock .40
OG with braids, I call him Shorty Shorty
He got cap guns, that's a Toy Story
That's not your baby Glock, you need to go to Maury
Feel like a redneck 'cause I'm pro gun
Say you a street n*gga, your name Logan
Your name Rua, all you do is shogun
I do not donate, this is not a GoFund'
Rick Owens, this sh*t from '01
Where the plug at, I don't know one
R.I.P my dawg, I'ma pour one
James Bond desi', this sh*t golden
Real n*gga, what I always been
Two dogs, b*tch, you 'bout to spin
Adventure Time with this Jake and Finn
That sh*t burnt, that's a empty BIN
Tell him to find chicken if he in that coupe
I'm finna dump the .50 in the f*ckin' soup
I'ma let the drum do it's lil' dance, let it shake somethin' like a hula hoop
That n*gga said he untouchable, well he gon' have to show me bullet proof
And you know I got a dog on on the roof
Turn the studio to a photo booth
Ayy, what? You can get smacked, n*gga, with the rocket
All that fake sh*t not in my jeans, so what they say? Out of pocket
You got a shotgun but you chicken, I know you ain't gon' c*ck it
Ayy, I'ma kick that door, ayy, you ain't even gotta lock it
Ayy, feel like Arrow, you got your fire, well, I'ma top it
Ayy, I got two carts I'm smoking like food stamp shopping
Can't f*ck with hoes, n*gga, 'cause they hopping
Just like grease, we can get it poppin'
Heard he twelve, I can't cop 'cause these n*ggas crime stopping