1&TS Lyrics

Stepped on the scene

I been dripped to my feet

Girl in my arm

She gon brag in her tweets (Shhh)

Bens all in blue

I might flex on em fools

Was the man back in school

I still make my own rules

Chick on my line all day

Left her on read, aint with the games

Shit never lasts but I still been good

Stacked up my bread got paid

Rock, out the, shows

Make a few racks then go

Got a freak bih on a trip, Cancun

Just gave me Brain in my backseat coupe

Can't mess around no lame,

Niggas gonna hate when they don't know game

I gotta keep my dist'

With a life they wished

Keep on talking nigga write your list

You still scrolling through that IG feed?

Run anywhere know you gonna see me

Finna get paid, gotta make ways

I been working man I just can't wait

(Trust in few keep my circles small)

You won't catch me slippin up or fall

(Got some guys that would risk it all)

They would knock a nigga out rag doll

(Please don't think I depend on you)

Just one call I can switch you through

(Check my past on the web, big moves)

Got no time I can't keep no fool

Now Just, Passed, them up, knew what I'd

Become, told em I'm, the one, back then got no love

4 Years looking back, building bricks

I stacked, all my goals began, I had made a plan

Stepped on the scene

I been dripped to my feet

Girl in my arm

She gon brag in her tweets (Shhh)

Bens all in blue

I might flex on em fools

Was the man back in school

I still make my own rules

Stepped on the scene

I been dripped to my feet

Girl in my arm

She gon brag in her tweets (Shhh)

Bens all in blue

I might flex on em fools

Was the man back in school

I still make my own rules

(One and the same they all gon know the name)