letra de the 1 - austin skinner
[intro]
(chase, are you alright?)
(trademark!)
[chorus: bigbabygucci & austin skinner]
i’m the one, there ain’t ever been a two
ricky denim just to match the shoes
all blue hundreds just to match my mood
shawty wanna fly to l.a.
but i’m cautious, i can’t trust again
i can’t even tell who that is
[never had to work where you live?]
shawty need help with her build
i ain’t never been that guy
sent a thousand just to keep the silence
why i did it? don’t know why
got a big blunt, i’m so fried
stay with the gang, you don’t got a membership
[?], it’s over, we endin’ him
i’m friends with franklin, you don’t know benjamin (yeah)
[verse: austin skinner]
yeah, pop me a 30, that 10 too weak
i got hoes tryn’ pull up in the seats
out in the valley, i’m high as can be (oh)
[run?] like the pope
bulletproof up on the body
pistol on me when i’m ridin’ in shotty
if we get ’em then you know that we got ’em
hundred bands and i step out to the place
switchin’ lanes in that big-body tank
i’m off a perky lil’ b-tch, i feel great
had to beat him, put a hole in his face
i got a b-tch and she bad with some taste
get a plain jane and i bust down the face
extended tip, we gon’ bust down the gates
shawty so bad, i’ma bust on her face
pop me a pill then my mind went blank
glock in my pocket, i don’t need a safe
b-tches on me, man i feel like i’m drake
couple hundred what i spend on the plate
b-b-bad b-tch, had to slide in ruth chris
i need racks, when i’m broke then i’m p-ssed
couple glocks when i slide in the whip
i can feel it—that this sh-t, we gon’ win
[chorus: bigbabygucci]
i’m the one, there ain’t ever been a two
ricky denim just to match the shoes
all blue hundreds just to match my mood
shawty wanna fly to l.a.
but i’m cautious, i can’t trust again
i can’t even tell who that is
[never had to work where you live?]
shawty need help with her build
i ain’t never been that guy
sent a thousand just to keep the silence
why i did it? don’t know why
got a big blunt, i’m so fried
stay with the gang, you don’t got a membership
[?], it’s over, we endin’ him
i’m friends with franklin, you don’t know benjamin (you don’t know benjamin)
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