"One And Done" lyrics
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang
Four-five, that's a one and
Four-five, that's a one and done
I'm with some killer clowns, yeah, they having fun
I'm on big demon time and I came to hunt
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks (Yeah)
Put a opp on a plate, we having fucking lunch
His bitch just ate me to the bone, I heard the fucking crunch
I just fucked a mixed bitch, that's a fucking skunk
Walked in that bitch with his bitch, I'm tryna hump her butt
Cold hearted, put that two-two-three bundle up
You know this war shit cost some money, better run it up
He say is it okay to wipe 'em? Nigga, thumbs up
Dumb fuck, you getting get back, guns up
Big smoke, put them lil' bitty ass lungs up
I'm with some monkeys like Jumanji in the tundra
I run the Glock so much like I'm sponsored
Who the fuck want smoke? I ain't hear no answer
The biggest fucking opp I got is cancer
Rest in peace to Auntie Pat, why did you vanish?
Four-five, that's a one and done
I'm with some killer clowns, yeah, they having fun
I'm on big demon time and I came to hunt
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
Five pistols in the car, two sticks up in the trunk
Bitch, I gotta move smart like a fucking monk
Yeah, nigga approach me sideways, I'ma fuck him up
Couple my niggas done died, that shit done fucked me up
Yeah, I ain't with the buddy-buddy, we ain't mad n Skully
If it's the runway, please don't rub me, we get rough like rugby
I'm so EBK, acting like nobody don't love me
I had to trim my circle down 'cause these niggas ain't for me
This shit look pretty, behind the scenes this shit get ugly
I'm the chosen one, I know about the word "lucky"
He got a shirt wrapped 'round his face, he gon' do 'em yucky
My niggas stood over your dawg and turned him to a puppy
Four-five, yeah, them bullets thicker than a Snicker
Ain't tryna dick her, it get wicked when I get to tripping
We gon' wet them bitches up, turn 'em into some swimmers
Move around or get murdered, bitch, that's the dilemma (Yeah)
Four-five, that's a one and done
I'm with some killer clowns, yeah, they having fun
I'm on big demon time and I came to hunt
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
Bang, bang
Bang
Four-five, that's a one and
Four-five, that's a one and done
I'm with some killer clowns, yeah, they having fun
I'm on big demon time and I came to hunt
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks (Yeah)
Put a opp on a plate, we having fucking lunch
His bitch just ate me to the bone, I heard the fucking crunch
I just fucked a mixed bitch, that's a fucking skunk
Walked in that bitch with his bitch, I'm tryna hump her butt
Cold hearted, put that two-two-three bundle up
You know this war shit cost some money, better run it up
He say is it okay to wipe 'em? Nigga, thumbs up
Dumb fuck, you getting get back, guns up
Big smoke, put them lil' bitty ass lungs up
I'm with some monkeys like Jumanji in the tundra
I run the Glock so much like I'm sponsored
Who the fuck want smoke? I ain't hear no answer
The biggest fucking opp I got is cancer
Rest in peace to Auntie Pat, why did you vanish?
Four-five, that's a one and done
I'm with some killer clowns, yeah, they having fun
I'm on big demon time and I came to hunt
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
Five pistols in the car, two sticks up in the trunk
Bitch, I gotta move smart like a fucking monk
Yeah, nigga approach me sideways, I'ma fuck him up
Couple my niggas done died, that shit done fucked me up
Yeah, I ain't with the buddy-buddy, we ain't mad n Skully
If it's the runway, please don't rub me, we get rough like rugby
I'm so EBK, acting like nobody don't love me
I had to trim my circle down 'cause these niggas ain't for me
This shit look pretty, behind the scenes this shit get ugly
I'm the chosen one, I know about the word "lucky"
He got a shirt wrapped 'round his face, he gon' do 'em yucky
My niggas stood over your dawg and turned him to a puppy
Four-five, yeah, them bullets thicker than a Snicker
Ain't tryna dick her, it get wicked when I get to tripping
We gon' wet them bitches up, turn 'em into some swimmers
Move around or get murdered, bitch, that's the dilemma (Yeah)
Four-five, that's a one and done
I'm with some killer clowns, yeah, they having fun
I'm on big demon time and I came to hunt
We on big demon time, you niggas fucking punks
Writer(s): Saaheem Malik Valdery
