One Time

Lyrics

[Intro] (Look out, Veno) Steppin' Shit on me, ten links on, probably a mill' on me (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients) Pull the curtains down on the Maybach, niggas hate that Suitcase full of eight straps, I used to take straps [Chorus] They say that nigga ain't a rat, well, where that case at? Half of these niggas ain't that, they just can make rap In public with a fully loaded, some shit can get you boated If you ain't tryna kill somethin', then why the fuck you totin'? A lot of people picked up, but not too many wrote She love that I don't give a fuck, that's why I keep her close You don't wanna war with me, I got too many soldiers Quit screamin', "Dugg, you spoil me," before I bend you over I'm eatin' off of royalties, they know my shit cold One time for the real niggas who ain't never told [Verse] Jump back down, bitch, we off that clown shit Skinny brown petite thing want me to pound shit Everything true blue when I'm in town, bitch Still yellin' "R.I.P. Scoot," I really miss you Cutty on some new shoes, fiberglass Dugg Draggin' down Wilshere, I'm all in Spazz hood I ain't gotta check shit, I know that bag good Raise your hand if you a bitch, that's what she had Dugg Shoutout to my last wood, come get your ass whooped Everything fast too, shoutout my last two Still holdin' for the H, I wish we had Drew I'm still holdin' for the G, I wish we had Wild Still holdin' for the Hawks, I'm in my bag now Them poles used to kill sixes, they killin' fives now Quit tellin' niggas I been trippin', I'm on my P's and Q's Dre keep fallin' 'sleep on me, I think he need some juice Say, I don't need no AutoTune, just bring me all the blues Young And Turnt the label, nigga, that shit that's comin' soon How you think you made it, nigga? Like, you can fuck with me Val, Tameka and Shanique, they got a truck a piece Lou, your nephew gettin' big and you got another niece They don't know that shit you did, fuck that nigga, rest in peace Just got word that youngin in there with a thug I put five on him, but they gon' do it on the love Ten secure packs, a whole gallon of some spud That's a tip, nigga, you lil' bitch nigga [Chorus] They say that nigga ain't a rat, well, where that case at? Half of these niggas ain't that, they just can make rap In public with a fully loaded, some shit can get you boated If you ain't tryna kill somethin', then why the fuck you totin'? A lot of people picked up, but not too many wrote She love that I don't give a fuck, that's why I keep her close You don't wanna war with me, I got too many soldiers Quit screamin', "Dugg, you spoil me," before I bend you over I'm eatin' off of royalties, they know my shit cold One time for the real niggas who ain't never told [Outro] (Look out, Veno) (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)