YungManny - The One

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, cus I'm the killers
The one with the frrr-frrr
The one with the pistols
The one with the FA FA
The one with the missiles
The one with them hittas who wake up looking for issues
It's gon' be a lot of White Tees, whole lotta tissues

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 "Let me paint her face, It's gon' be less acne"
She ain't let me hit the 1st day, she acting innocent
But then she fucked me on the 2nd, What's the Difference
I had to cut that nigga off, he insignificant
Like how you ain't tryna get no money but you popping pills
Damn shame
You gotta be perfect if you want my last name
My niggas always going left, they in the fast lane
You wanna know why I'm the goat
How I turn good bitches to hoes
It's cus' I'm running every play like it's the last game
Talk to me wrong, it might be ya last day
This shit a marathon, fuck who win the fast race
How the fuck you got a beam & still got bad aim
60 Shots dropped off, Kobe in his last game
A nigga like me
Ima 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, cus I'm the killers
The one with the frrr-frrr
The one with the pistols
The one with the FA FA
The one with the missiles
The one with them hittas who wake up looking for issues
It's gon' be a lot of White Tees, whole lotta tissues

Whole Lotta big bands, Whole Lotta guala
Whole Lotta sinners, Whole Lotta hoochimamas
Whole Lotta niggas, with a Whole lotta sticks, with a Whole Lotta Bullets, who really never shot nun
I got a whole lotta steppers, so I can tell you not one
Not too many real, but it's a whole lotta hot ones
It's a Whole Lotta Fake Goons, Whole Time Cop Sons
It's a Whole Lotta "Fuck You If You Ain't Boutta Cop Nun"
Stop hitting my phone
I learned to watch out for these bitches cause one did me wrong
50 Cal kickback, Pretty strong
I'm with my brother like he right, I know he really wrong
But fuck that
Cause I know if they try it, he gon bust back
Keep my brother from falling bitch I'm a thumbtack
I know when I get the M's bitches gon run back
If you ever thought I peaked boy, you a dumbass

She scared to fall in love cause I'm the one with the bitches
(Nah for real bitch cus I'm Really Him)
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, cus I'm the killers
The one with the frrr-frrr
The one with the pistols
The one with the FA FA
The one with the missiles
The one with them hittas who wake up looking for issues

Written by:
SAMUEL RITTER

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