Letra de The One
Yeah, bitches, the king grimy like i'm prince akeem [?]
Niggas talk sideways like they gon' lynch my team
Bitches throw the pussy thinking they gon' spend my CREAM. These hoes can't even get the lint that's sitting in my jeans
Niggas talk sideways like they gon' lynch my team
Bitches throw the pussy thinking they gon' spend my CREAM. These hoes can't even get the lint that's sitting in my jeans
Tec In The church
I bet they want, the second it burst
My white preacher dead here so i can neck in the hearse, Get it? Such into hootie swag pistol in the Gucci bag
[?] covered up with the Louie rag
Praise the lord benton 911 porsche spinnin
Wine from Italy pop corks with divorced women
Send a prayer to all incarcerated Scarfaces
Niggas turn to tracks star winning Narcs' chase us
God shining like for brothers stuck in dark places
[?] Get shanked up with sharp razors
Gators' fit me like the pimp of the year
I throw a nigga off the plane and watch him flip from the [?]
Labels raping niggas, started waking niggas, bitch, i came for dinner
I watch these rappers turn to bitches like they Kaitlyn Jenner
I need a bitch with a Kardashian ass
Hit that ass flat she better have that Kardashian cash
When i smash, why these bitches wanna crash in the pad?
I got money to make, bitch, you better grab you a cab
Salute to stat and i be [?} in my army jacket lining
Grim reaper marking all these corny faggots rhyming, Motherfucker
[?] For those who wanna see they enemy. Head is the bread it's the perfect recipe. Count my blessing every night before i sleep. Because i'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
Ladies, rub your titties if you love hip-hop
I give a bitch the world if she know how to ride a stiff cock
Gucci's e-mask i make the coward run his wristwatch
OG Kush inside the ziplock we 'bout to twist Pac' Grady baby, poverty make me crazy
Loan and disabilities mama could hardly raise me
My niggas like a chemist in the kitchen
These bitches acting different and they feelings you don't fuck with Mr.Benton
Expensive mix, puking liquor in the kitchen sink
Gold on my teeth. I make these [?] Everything i drop is fire [?]
I'm out in Cali with my nigga Flick, Twist and Keith
My niggas hustle cuz' they job is 'Care for family' [?]
And i went parasailing. Gold on me like Rick the Ruler i get the Moolah
Niggas [?] Wool loco on the front of my hoodie
Boogeyman benton, rappers better run from the bully
Click, click, blauw, Told that nigga to catch me outside
I [?] with Lucille, i'm bout' to bash out his eyes
Still East Side, drugs got my brain refried
It's that Wu killer shit swarming out the beehive
I bring the motherfucking rockets, let the stainless touch 'em. These niggas softer than the center of a danish muffin
[?] For those who wanna see they enemy. Head is the bread it's the perfect recipe. Count my blessing every night before i sleep. Because i'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
I bet they want, the second it burst
My white preacher dead here so i can neck in the hearse, Get it? Such into hootie swag pistol in the Gucci bag
[?] covered up with the Louie rag
Praise the lord benton 911 porsche spinnin
Wine from Italy pop corks with divorced women
Send a prayer to all incarcerated Scarfaces
Niggas turn to tracks star winning Narcs' chase us
God shining like for brothers stuck in dark places
[?] Get shanked up with sharp razors
Gators' fit me like the pimp of the year
I throw a nigga off the plane and watch him flip from the [?]
Labels raping niggas, started waking niggas, bitch, i came for dinner
I watch these rappers turn to bitches like they Kaitlyn Jenner
I need a bitch with a Kardashian ass
Hit that ass flat she better have that Kardashian cash
When i smash, why these bitches wanna crash in the pad?
I got money to make, bitch, you better grab you a cab
Salute to stat and i be [?} in my army jacket lining
Grim reaper marking all these corny faggots rhyming, Motherfucker
[?] For those who wanna see they enemy. Head is the bread it's the perfect recipe. Count my blessing every night before i sleep. Because i'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
Ladies, rub your titties if you love hip-hop
I give a bitch the world if she know how to ride a stiff cock
Gucci's e-mask i make the coward run his wristwatch
OG Kush inside the ziplock we 'bout to twist Pac' Grady baby, poverty make me crazy
Loan and disabilities mama could hardly raise me
My niggas like a chemist in the kitchen
These bitches acting different and they feelings you don't fuck with Mr.Benton
Expensive mix, puking liquor in the kitchen sink
Gold on my teeth. I make these [?] Everything i drop is fire [?]
I'm out in Cali with my nigga Flick, Twist and Keith
My niggas hustle cuz' they job is 'Care for family' [?]
And i went parasailing. Gold on me like Rick the Ruler i get the Moolah
Niggas [?] Wool loco on the front of my hoodie
Boogeyman benton, rappers better run from the bully
Click, click, blauw, Told that nigga to catch me outside
I [?] with Lucille, i'm bout' to bash out his eyes
Still East Side, drugs got my brain refried
It's that Wu killer shit swarming out the beehive
I bring the motherfucking rockets, let the stainless touch 'em. These niggas softer than the center of a danish muffin
[?] For those who wanna see they enemy. Head is the bread it's the perfect recipe. Count my blessing every night before i sleep. Because i'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
*Scratches* I'm the one
JARREN BENTON, LA'REONTE WRIGHT, MATTHEW HAMMERTON, ZACHARY BECK
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