The One Lyrics

She scared to fall in love cause I'm the one with the bitches

Tell her call me That's So Raven I'm the one with the vision

Really Him, so I do whatever I want no permission

When it's slide time, You dyin, cus I'm the killers

The one with the frrr-frrr

The one with the pistols

The one with the FA FA

The one with the missiles

The one with them hittas who wake up looking for issues

It's gon' be a lot of White Tees, whole lotta tissues

Step team, but we don't pop out at no Pep Rally

I'm Tryna Undertake a nigga, I'm from Death Valley

My bitch don't like it when I'm jammin cause I'm less happy

I told her "Let me paint her face, It's gon' be less acne"

She ain't let me hit the 1st day, she acting innocent

But then she fucked me on the 2nd, What's the Difference

I had to cut that nigga off, he insignificant

Like how you ain't tryna get no money but you popping pills

Damn shame

You gotta be perfect if you want my last name

My niggas always going left, they in the fast lane

You wanna know why I'm the goat

How I turn good bitches to hoes

It's cus' I'm running every play like it's the last game

Talk to me wrong, it might be ya last day

This shit a marathon, fuck who win the fast race

How the fuck you got a beam & still got bad aim

60 Shots dropped off, Kobe in his last game

A nigga like me

Ima just sit back, listen up, and let a nigga talk

Cause niggas think they so smart,

And be so off

Sometimes you gotta let niggas be wrong

Or they'll never learn

If I just give you money, you might be up, but you ain't gon know how to earn

I ain't your daddy, nigga get to work

She scared to fall in love cause I'm the one with the bitches

Tell her call me 'That's So Raven' I'm the one with the vision

Really Him, so I do whatever I want no permission

When it's slide time, You dyin, cus I'm the killers

The one with the frrr-frrr

The one with the pistols

The one with the FA FA

The one with the missiles

The one with them hittas who wake up looking for issues

It's gon' be a lot of White Tees, whole lotta tissues

Whole Lotta big bands, Whole Lotta guala

Whole Lotta sinners, Whole Lotta hoochimamas

Whole Lotta niggas, with a Whole lotta sticks, with a Whole Lotta Bullets, who really never shot nun

I got a whole lotta steppers, so I can tell you not one

Not too many real, but it's a whole lotta hot ones

It's a Whole Lotta Fake Goons, Whole Time Cop Sons

It's a Whole Lotta "Fuck You If You Ain't Boutta Cop Nun"

Stop hitting my phone

I learned to watch out for these bitches cause one did me wrong

50 Cal kickback, Pretty strong

I'm with my brother like he right, I know he really wrong

But fuck that

Cause I know if they try it, he gon bust back

Keep my brother from falling bitch I'm a thumbtack

I know when I get the M's bitches gon run back

If you ever thought I peaked boy, you a dumbass

She scared to fall in love cause I'm the one with the bitches

(Nah for real bitch cus I'm Really Him)

Tell her call me 'That's So Raven' I'm the one with the vision

Really Him, so I do whatever I want no permission

When it's slide time, You dyin, cus I'm the killers

The one with the frrr-frrr

The one with the pistols

The one with the FA FA

The one with the missiles

The one with them hittas who wake up looking for issues