The One YungManny
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[Chorus]
She scared to fall in love 'cause I'm the one with the bitches
Tell her call me, "That's So Raven", I'm the one with the vision
Really him, so I do whatever I want, no permission
When it's slide time, you dyin' 'cause I'm the one with the killers
The one with the frr-frr, the one with the pistols
The one with the fah-fah, the one with the missles
The one with thеm hittas who wake up lookin' for issues
It's gon' be a lotta whitе tees, whole lotta tissues
[Verse 1]
Step team, but we don't pop out at no Pep Rally
I'm tryna undertake a nigga, I'm from Death Valley
My bitch don't like it when I'm jammin 'cause I'm less happy
I told her lemme paint her face, it's gon' be less acne
She ain't let me hit the first day, she actin' innocent
But then she fucked on the second, what's the difference?
I had to cut that nigga off, he insignificant
Like how you ain't tryna get no money, but you poppin' pills?
It's a damn shame
You gotta be perfect if you want my last name
My niggas always goin' left, they in the fast lane
You wanna know why I'm the G.O.A.T., how I turn good bitches to hoes
It's 'cause I'm runnin' every play like it's the last game
Talk to me wrong, it might be your last day
This shit a marathon, fuck who win the fast race
How the fuck you got a beam and still got bad aim?
60 shots dropped off, Kobe in his last game
A nigga like me, I'ma just sit back, listen up and let a nigga talk
'Cause niggas think they so smart and be so off
Sometimes you gotta let niggas be wrong or they'll never learn
If I just give you money, you might be up, but you ain't gon' know how to earn
I ain't your daddy, nigga, get to work
She scared to fall in love 'cause I'm the one with the bitches
Tell her call me, "That's So Raven", I'm the one with the vision
Really him, so I do whatever I want, no permission
When it's slide time, you dyin' 'cause I'm the one with the killers
The one with the frr-frr, the one with the pistols
The one with the fah-fah, the one with the missles
The one with thеm hittas who wake up lookin' for issues
It's gon' be a lotta whitе tees, whole lotta tissues
[Verse 1]
Step team, but we don't pop out at no Pep Rally
I'm tryna undertake a nigga, I'm from Death Valley
My bitch don't like it when I'm jammin 'cause I'm less happy
I told her lemme paint her face, it's gon' be less acne
She ain't let me hit the first day, she actin' innocent
But then she fucked on the second, what's the difference?
I had to cut that nigga off, he insignificant
Like how you ain't tryna get no money, but you poppin' pills?
It's a damn shame
You gotta be perfect if you want my last name
My niggas always goin' left, they in the fast lane
You wanna know why I'm the G.O.A.T., how I turn good bitches to hoes
It's 'cause I'm runnin' every play like it's the last game
Talk to me wrong, it might be your last day
This shit a marathon, fuck who win the fast race
How the fuck you got a beam and still got bad aim?
60 shots dropped off, Kobe in his last game
A nigga like me, I'ma just sit back, listen up and let a nigga talk
'Cause niggas think they so smart and be so off
Sometimes you gotta let niggas be wrong or they'll never learn
If I just give you money, you might be up, but you ain't gon' know how to earn
I ain't your daddy, nigga, get to work
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