1 of 1 - K-Trap

Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Balling elite, yeah I'm one and done Nigga check the scoreboard, see who really up I'm bout to run me a milly up Niggas gon try to copy, ain't real as us Tryna run off with shit but ain't gettin none Man these niggas look up to me, they my sons Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Let's have a money fight We'll see who really gettin it Had to cut certain niggas off Man they wasn't talking about millions It's always the brokest nigga in the room, feel he gotta voice his fuckin opinion Nigga I stayed down, jumped off the porch, ran it up off of drug dealing We are not one and the same When I was broke had to figure shit out Had to get off my ass, I ain't never complain Now that I'm up and stunting nobody that can keep up It's always the brokest nigga in the room doing the most for fucking attention I do my dirt by myself nigga so only God is my witness Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Balling elite, yeah I'm one and done Nigga check the scoreboard, see who really up I'm bout to run me a milly up Niggas gon try to copy, ain't real as us Tryna run off with shit but ain't gettin none Man these niggas look up to me, they my sons Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Balling elite, yeah I'm one and done Nigga check the scoreboard, see who really up I'm bout to run me a milly up Niggas gon try to copy, ain't real as us Tryna run off with shit but ain't gettin none Man these niggas look up to me, they my sons Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Up and down that interstate With some real weight, chasing big cake Always headed to some money bitch So you know I gotta make this shit shake And I got two phone ringing Yeah bitch a lot of money that's on my jack A young nigga came a long way from drinking in that black Pontiac Now we just bringing in plaques The shit that I'm rocking, you can't even get it These broke niggas stay in they feelings Cant fuck with these new niggas, man they be snitching Whole time these niggas a witness Talking that shit like they really was with it They'll put you on the stand in a minute Now you doing time for a bitch ass nigga For telling a nigga your business Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Balling elite, yeah I'm one and done Nigga check the scoreboard, see who really up I'm bout to run me a milly up Niggas gon try to copy, ain't real as us Tryna run off with shit but ain't gettin none Man these niggas look up to me, they my sons Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Balling elite, yeah I'm one and done Nigga check the scoreboard, see who really up I'm bout to run me a milly up Niggas gon try to copy, ain't real as us Tryna run off with shit but ain't gettin none Man these niggas look up to me, they my sons Bitch you already know that I'm 1 of 1 Already know Already know that I'm 1 of 1 Ballin elite I'm one and done Nigga look up to me they my son Already know that I'm 1 of 1 Bitch you already know

"1 of 1" (Feat. BH) I can't get the money, but now that I got it Hate on a nigga, but they just starving She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it You askin me why o' . It got too much milage, Ohh, you're looking at a 1 of 1 Ohh, I'll show you how the shit is done, Ohh, my chain look like it weigh a ton Ohh, bitch look what I've become. Make a grip, walk inside the shit and I take my pick, I take a shit, And all you fake niggas when I drop my shit, I run my shit, I own my shit, I'm on my shit, I'm on some shit, Some owner shit, some more of shit that I pay my rent, I pay my team, They make me rich, I make them rich Ain't that some shit, now watch this look More cash, more money, more fame, I'm the realest nigga in this fucking game I came up, off the quarter, all grind, Make these cracker niggas respect my mind I run my shit, I'm on my shit, I'm on some shit Some owner shit, Range Rover shit, I came as sliced bread off the loaf and shit, And get you niggas off that feet up on the sofa shit I can't get the money, but now that I got it Hate on a nigga, but they just starving She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it You askin me why o' . It got too much milage, Ohh, you're looking at a 1 of 1 Ohh, I'll show you how the shit is done, Ohh, my chain look like it weigh a ton Ohh, bitch look what I've become. I talk that shit that's cause I live it nigga And if I don't know more that's cuz I did it nigga You get smart, you get richer nigga, Start hatin' I'll chip you nigga, To be specific in some west side neighborhood Crenshaw district, Slauson Ave CRIPPIN . anybody killin' Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a nigga Yeah they quote my raps like scriptures, They say I shop like hipsters, I drive cars like a rich nigga And probably pull up with yo hoe Oh 6 to 0 for sure, get dough, pulling up in my show Been about the bank roll, make this mil to lego Busting whipping change clothes, money power and hoes Hoe hoe I can't get the money, but now that I got it Hate on a nigga, but HG is starving She taught me that pussy, but I never caught it You're acting me why. I got too much molly, Ohh, you're looking at the 1 of 1 Ohh, I'll show you how the shit is done, Ohh, my chain I like the way I've done Ohh, just looking what I've become. A hundred points that's a hundred grand Bring your money if you want it dead I'm the man don't you understand? My pack loud like a fucking band Bitch [?] all this record [?] Benz I love my haters they my biggest fans, I'm on the field they just sit in stands I let em watch me while I make these plays, Six touchdowns in they face That's somethin to hate on, On the block air get this money on OG rolled in my swishers Activist poor in my [?] That little bitch look bad She got ass and I wanna fuck. I can't get the money, but now that I got it Hate on a nigga, but they just starving She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it You askin me why o' It got too much milage, Ohh, you're looking at a 1 of 1 Ohh, I'll show you how the shit is done, Ohh, my chain look like it weigh a ton Ohh, bitch look what I've become.

Bro, man's gone out the last three nights, yeah And every time man step out I go to the DJ "I got a bill for you if you can run K-Trap, Warm" Bro, I swear on my mother's life I think it's one of the greatest to ever come out of our count- I swear, like bro, do you know what it is? You know where you made it, you might not appreciate it Like, your fans, blud! I stopped rapping and reoffended (uh) You know when the trap needs mendin' (fixin') Too much mix in the Brizzy (Brizzy), you know when the pack needs blendin' (blendin') Buy it, cop it, tell me who shottin' it, thе gangs are spendin' You nevеr beat the mash off one hand (bah) After the bootin' (bah), your hand's all tremblin' (bah) Too much cap I'm hearin', too much swag they wearin' (huh) And they ain't bought no hammers That's so backwards, man, that's scary (horrid) Shootouts in the winter, lettin' off bine and my eyes all teary My football boots been dirty (dirty) You can't rap like that, you ain't certi (you can't) Only time I step out naked is when I'm fresh out the en-suite (fresh, fresh) I know I'm a rapper, I'm sorry to say "It's on me" (person) Pocket, rocket, lock it, shorty thinks it's fake (huh) Great, she don't know that I try get man in his face (bow) If I fire this .4 in the neighbourhood You gonna hear goodness grace (gracious) If I bust this brick in the kitchen Listen, you gonna need two, three plates (bring that) Prada drops 'cause I'm proud of bae This one's long, but small like Nafe Pick up them cases, don't want a case (you know) Out here on the block and you know we're warm (You know we're warm, you know we got it) Feds wanna search for hammers I know that they hope they're warm (warm) Two Ls, show enough to the bells Only go when the corn gets warm (beat it) Phone call from bae as well Home soon, make sure it's warm Remember them man there try throw it And gassed their works, they felt like Poet (uh) .44 in a 'retta, get the ball rollin' (rollin') I'm back and better, they hope I wasn't They're mad, they're fed up Workin' smart not hard, that's better (Mhm, mhm) Anytime we do it, we step out clean Couldn't care about CCTV Wanna fly bae out overseas But we're up and down like BTC (C) Six point three, it's a GLE 7K for that GLE Seven plates, that's seven scenes Brick a B, that's 17 (brick) G17, need 10 17s like Pooh and Guwop (glee, glee) Old-school with a two-pop Hold on, who's that there by the food shop? (Food shop) Four corn, need suttin' to chew on? (Chew on) Bad one wants suttin' to chew on (uh) If I get three pot, two on Press gonna hold it like I put glue on Out here on the block and you know we're warm (You know we're warm, you know we got it) Feds wanna search for hammers I know that they hope they're warm (warm) Two Ls, show enough to the bells Only go when the corn gets warm (beat it) Phone call from bae as well Home soon, make sure it's warm (warm, warm) Can't go back if blood gets drawn, drawn Send man home with their jackets torn

Slithering snakes, how much time can I cut this grass Four pipes on this 4 You can hear it roar when I'm cutting past Don't ask what I do with the slab No hammer and chis' I chop this brick like Jackie Chan Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases Just counted up this week's profits You know when you made so much, you forgot your losses Trap be a man's main topic Put it under the tap and lock it Bando pebbling brandy, this whisky ain't from Scotland I was at home on JobSite Then I went and built me a hotline Now it's DSQ and Off-White I'm on Brompton Road with a hot spice Get the fork, come batter this fish No we ain't making cod pies Bro took a trip to the garden, then he came back with frostbite Slithering snakes, how much time can I cut this grass Young days I was going on movies, not once did they cut me half But it's funny how things can change Now the trap goes insane Four pipes on this 4, you can hear it roar when I'm cutting past Now the girls wanna know, I laugh Says she want a man with a mask She don't even know the half But she don't even need to know it She just want a jeet and blow it And she love how the K's just frozen Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases I don't know if the pigs ain't bugged me so I've gotta talk in slang I copped me a lil pump way before I turned Gucci Gang When I finish this half this square, I might Louis my trainers Louis my top, Louis my belt, Louis my bag Anytime the location's up town, just know trap grew him a bag I'm in the T where the grub gets bruck down Don't ask what I do with the slab Don't even ask what I do with this mash Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat Tell my bitch I don't want Nobu or Hakkasan We can do Netflix and chill, I ain't going nowhere 'til this packet lands No hammer and chis', I chop this brick like Jackie Chan I'll stamp on it in my Louboutin's, these shoes cost a bag of sand Everything I get, that's cash in hand The only square I've seen is yola, I don't do no banking scams Cash in hand The only square I've seen is yola, I don't do no banking scams Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases