One

[Verse 1]
(What?) Let's talk bout' it
I'm finna jump in the whip and then hop out it
"He got some money, now he think he somebody"
That's what the hatin' ass niggas say about me
Knock off his cap, I'ma keep it a hunnid
It's the origin, bitch, this is starting this summer
All my diamonds, they cost me a arm and a lung
It's a 3 and a 2, but, bitch, I am the 1
They said I'm getting fat, it's the lean in my gut
Bet a XD-45 put that boy in a trunk
I'm off the gas, and it smell like a skunk
And that nigga is ass, throw that shit in the dump
If I shoot at his feet then that boy better jump
And no, l ain't missing a headshot
Nigga, I got a shooter in Dallas, he throwing you off, I ain't talking bout' Prescott

[Verse 2]
(Yeah, uhm, we finna uh, we finna, damn)
We finna run in your crib, what's the motive?
Nigga, I got your bitch in the back choking (Yeah)
He said I'm broke, man, he gotta be joking
Had to touch on my diamonds, now that bitch is soakin'
I'm getting bands every day, it's my payday
I would cut that ho off, you would think I'm a melee
Play with the money, them racks got a playdate
Active shooter in this bitch, it's a mayday
That nigga got hit with a whole semi-auto
They cloning, see me do some shit and they follow
I pop a perky like Demi Lovato
1500, we all in the mix, no Apollo
If that boy want a problem, then we finna solve it
He not in my column, he not in my bracket
I got a new tennis chain like a racket
G-Glock got a flash and a beam for attachments

[Verse 3]
I hate it
They said that they proud of me, that shit belated
They said that they day ones, but they never portrayed it
Now they coming back once they see that I made it
Nah, where you was at when I was broke?
When they all hated me you ain't never had hope
Now I'm up, so I know that bitch gotta feel dumb
It's a 3 and a 2, but, bitch, I am the 1