1of1 ft. tendoextendo Lyrics

This that one on one shit nigga this shit can never be duplicated or mimicked nigga

You heard me you see you niggas out there tryna bite swag nigga just get credit when it's due you heard me how

We thuggin out this bitch

Im in this bitch with clayco

Yea

Shooter gon get em gon aim for his temp fade

Fuckin with us thats wrong move boy thats a bad day

Military sticks in this bitch yeah we toating on dracs

Make the wrong move he get shot in the face

Me and xd went on sum dates

Yea K9 finna put a nigga on a plate

Shout out them real rights in clayco

I send my shooter a uber he sendin out a halos

Post up right at the apartments we do that shit till the day gone

Its beams on the stick like some ray gun

He aint never rob niggas fuck boy aint take none

Im sliding with slime he one of them ones

I remember doin drills nigga that shit was fun

Ayy ayy

Remember them times we was spinnin all night

Remember them times i was blowin that fire

I dont know about you but this shit real right

Get a nigga knocked off while im chillin on a flight

Got a micro drac with a brand new sight

You better move right if you love your life

Them talibans soldiers hop out then strike

Tryna slide on the block you better think twice

You know im one of them ones

One of them ones that gon slide on your shit with a drum

Baby we do this for fun

When we lost brody you know that my niggas went dumb

None of these niggas want none

Slide with a stick make them fuck niggas run

Slide on your bitch with this dick on her tongue

Vision said get him we got him its done

Tendo slide with that hundred round drum

Twins that fuck that fifty round drum

Shooter go crazy that boy goin dumb

Im smokin new opp pack its in my lung

All my YNs know is red rum

None of my shooters aint sharin the same gun

Them fuck niggas aint on none

I made a opp bitch wrap up her bun

I made a opp bitch do what i say so nigga

Yea on gang

Yea

Chapo

I made her do what i say so

I made her

Yea

Im in this bitch with clayco

Im in all black nigga like batman

You know im havin that shit yo bitch call me band man

Im in the trap with my taliban

My niggas countin up blood money yeah they got hella bands

Beat up the pack gotta serve with my left hand

Weed so stank gotta wrap in saran

It was me and slatt blatt hittin them scams

This game fucked up cant trust your fam

This shit fucked up gotta watch my fam

This shit fucked up gotta watch my mans

I really came up you don't understand

This shit on the floor we runnin up bands

Fully auto glock i bet it wont jam

Tryna run up get hit with that fan

Bitch go ayy

I make a opp bitch do what i say so

Tryna run up you know that its case closed

Tryna run up give that fuck boy a halo

Bitch do not talk bout the opps cause we faced those

Im with my chico we counting up pesos

Movin illegal so he gotta lay low

Movin illegal but no he aint trippin

How can we trip its the life that we livin

All of these niggas cap rap and its fiction

We tryna slide in his block and go fishin

Tryna run up you get hit in your biscuit

GLE 43 windows is tinted

Baby girl you know im in it to win it

Fuckin them up got these fuck niggas quittin

Slide with that stick when i up niggas shitted

Taliban soldier lil bitch we the realest

Bitch go go bitch