One Way Lyrics

(oh$ixx)

She think I don't even know

She think I don't even know

I cannot kick it with no double-agents

She want me in it, she don't want relations and I've

Been in my feelings off the medications

Straight through her lips she love to tell intoxicated lies

She think i don't even know

Bitch you best not play with me cause i might take your soul

I get that chicken Roscoe's

And she bouncing up and down like we hit a pot-hole

Damn, this bitch I'm really feeling

Damn this beat I'm really feeling

Face a three-five it got me chilling

Shawty off of the Henny she got it spilling

Yeah

Swerving that one way

I'm counting my money

And sipping that muddy

And i got your bitch comfy

I don't fuck with fake love

So keep that shit from me

And she stay tryna get in my head I cant trip on no bitch

I'll just give her that one thing

And I'll stay tryna get all this bread I be sipping on red

I ain't trippin on nothing

She like it when I'm up inside it

I play my music when she eat it

She like it when its perfect timing

And baby like the singles I'm releasing

And shawty eat it up just like she feasting

Why you scheming

I'm fuckin' with the beef no i ain't vegan

tell them bring it

And we always keep the blick you may not see it

Swear to god

Tell me why she look so innocent, deceiving

Swear to god

And i put it on my mom

I ain't never going to stop

Until i turn this to my job

Until then I'm just counting my money

Stacking these bands

I hit that bitch, gave her friend to my mans

Just for the weekend you ain't in my plans

I hit (what's her name? shi, i forgot)

I was off the xan

Evisu the denim, shi staight from japan

Play with oh$ixx, you ain't gon be seen again

yeah

Swerving that one way

I'm counting my money

And sipping that muddy

And i got your bitch comfy

I don't fuck with fake love so keep that shit from me

And she stay tryna get in my head I cant trip on no bitch

I'll just give her that one thing

And I'll stay tryna get all this bread I be sipping on red

I ain't trippin on nothing

I cannot kick it with no double-agents

She want me in it, she don't want relations, and I've

Been in my feelings off the medications

Straight through her lips she love to tell intoxicated lies

(She think i dont even know)

She love to tell intoxicated lies, yeah

(She think I)

(She think I)

(She think I)

She think i don't even know

Bitch you best not play with me cause i might take your soul

I get that chicken Roscoe's

And she bouncing up and down like we hit a pot-hole

Damn, this bitch I'm really feeling

Damn this beat I'm really feeling

Face a three-five it got me chilling

Shawty off of the Henny she got it spilling

Yeah

Swerving that one way

I'm counting my money

And sipping that muddy

And i got your bitch comfy

I don't fuck with fake love

So keep that shit from me

And she stay tryna get in my head I cant trip on no bitch

I'll just give her that one thing

And I'll stay tryna get all this bread I be sipping on red

I ain't trippin on nothing