On One

[Hook]
AK-47 and all blunts
I had a fifth of hard liquor, s'all drunk
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm on one, I'm on one
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm on one, I'm on one

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm gon', can't feel my body
Rollin' blunts, up in a party
Handle my biz, feelin' naughty
Bring me bad bitches, sippin' Bacardi
Hardly got one, feelin' on me
Better have 'em all, feelin' on me
Better have bitches, lickin' on me
Better have bitches, flippin' on me
Gimme that body, gimme that bat
Gimme that girl, gimme that cat
Nigga, I'm ill, nigga, we rap
Nigga, we kill, nigga, that's a fact
Look at 'em hate, lookin' all bad
Nigga, I'm blazin', sippin' on yak
I ain't gotta chase 'em, they love the swag
Love my raps, they love my cash
AK-47, couple bottles of liquor
I'm tryna fight, nigga better have a reverend withcha
I got your bitch on my dick, tryna give me brain
I keep shawty locked down, no Gucci Mane

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I be gettin' that twisted, I be gettin' that lifted
I be gettin' that money, I be gettin' these bitches
These niggas think funny, they be lookin' suspicious
You ain't gettin' money, then you ain't gettin' women
You might fuck fours and you might fuck fives
I toss away ones and I fuck these dimes
I don't throw away ones just to fuck these dimes
I show 'em a lil' fun and they fantasize
Now she wanna my baby, now she wanna ride
I think she crazy, I'm sayin' goodbye
Gettin' these hoes is a (?)
So I need your bitch to fuckin' survive
I love my money and gettin' high
I'm thinkin' about runnin' an enterprise
I heard that you want me, I feel obliged
I'm fuckin' that pussy for one night
Then I'm out, then I bounce
Lookin' like a clown for smokin' that brown
It's like freeze tag, I'm tappin' out
Throw it in the bag, party (?)
I show you what this Chop shit really about
What this song be really about
Money over most things, never lose count
I swing these fists, you run your mouth, nigga

[Hook]