This One ft. GreenEyez & Spitta Lyrics

Brando on the beat, I gotta get on here and rip that bitch

Look, S.S.B. shit

Yeah, U.P.T. shit

Look, say Brando what it's hittin fa

Yeah, look, I say this one for them

Yeah, I say this one for them

Beezy two times production

This one for them hoes be acting bougie but they ratchet

This one for them niggas ain't got no money but be trappin

This one for them youngins with them switches getting active

Waving glizzies out the roof, no, they ain't playing, they tryna snatch ya

This one for them niggas still gettin dat pack in up da road

This one for them hoods you can't go through without a pole

This bitch for the trap stars with a big bankroll

Shout out them niggas who pop pills to have them sweatin out dey clothes

Where them hoes at? They claim to hate their baby daddy

Let me hit it from the back like fuck this wig, I'm tryna snatch it

Its like every song I get on, you know I gotta trap it

Like check dese za's out these bitches kinda black, but they ashy

Now where them niggas at who throw em back so they can't sleep

Now I ain't rolling on no jiggas, I pop the perk, I'm tryna freak

I say what them niggas at, say they got strong but it's weak

I only fuck with niggas getting them loads in twice a week

This one for them youngins who tryna shoot, they ain't tryna fight

Run up on me the wrong way, gon' fuck around and lose your life

finna cop two twin drakes and make them fuck, I call them dykes

I keep them with me every night when I'm rolling on a flight

This one for them hoes be acting bougie but they ratchet

This one for them niggas ain't got no money but be trappin

This one for them youngins with them switches getting active

Wavin glizzies out the roof, no they ain't playing, they tryna snatch you

This one for them niggas still gettin dat pack in up the road

This one for them hoods you can't go through without a pole

This bitch for the trap stars with a big bankroll

Shout out them niggas who pop pills to have them sweatin' out they clothes

This one for them niggas who hit the road, go back to back

Go rock from rock, around the clock, stay in the trap

Go rack from rack, we got it all

Bricks the balls, you wanna 8th, we rack you back

Got no flaws, hold up, pause, playin' games, I get you wack'd

For that youngin who go stupid, bad ass like he boosie

For them convicts still tution' and that young bitch still boostin

Pull up stuntin', bucko money in a coupe she on that dusse

bumpin' juicy, that's her favorite song, like that nigga toosie

Bitch, you stupid, if you think your nigga like me, you a goofin

If you thinkin' you gon' fight me, bad lil' bitch named Coco, she want me to be her ice t

shit be cool, but don't incite me like my Sprite when it be light pink

This one for them hoes be actin' bougie but they ratchet

This one for them niggas ain't got no money but be trappin

This one for them youngins with them switches getting active

Waving glizzies out the roof, no, they ain't playin', they tryin' to snatch ya

This one for them niggas still gettin that pack in up tha road

This one for them hoods, you can't go through without a pole

This bitch for the trap stars with a big bankroll

Shout dem niggas who pop pills that have em sweatin out dey clothes

Spit guard, I got it, hold up

Yeah, lil' ratchet bitch, she can't even spell BBL

But she a hustler, got a business and a CDL

Spit guard, but on the beat, I give a nigga hell

I'm the one that got that dog, got em chasin' they tail

This one for that bitch that let me trap out of her house

She got my name, tatted twice, she let me spit all in her mouth

She get down on all four, I think this hoe out of the south

This for them hoes that wear McQueens, but they clothes out of the rouse

This for that bitch that let me fuck her wig off

She eat my kids soon as she drop her kids off

This clip for the 40, this one for the sig sauer

This one for my play, I met him at the Big Boys

This one for them hoes be actin' bougie but they ratchet

This one for them niggas ain't got no money but be trappin

This one for them youngins with them switches, gettin' active

Wavin' glitches out the roof, no, they ain't playin', they tryin' to snatch ya

This one for them niggas still gettin dat pack in up da road

This one for them hoods, you can't go through without a pole

This bitch for the trap stars with a big bank roll

Shout out them niggas who pop pills dat have them sweatin' out they clothes

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