One Man Band Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
(Epic what it do!)
(Uh, uh, we get easy money)
(Yea)
(Aye, this sound like some band shit forreal!)
One man band
Real musician, yes I am (I am)
Broken hundred on my chest (my chest)
Reppin' the family, I went to Fam (Fam)
Met me a freak down in Louisiana (Uh)
Thought she went to Southern but she went to Gram (Gram)
Now she a dancer, she used to hold banners (Banners)
Shawty real nasty, she ain't got no manners (Manners)
Turnt off the drank, we lit like a candle
Stepping and marching all over the couch
No need to go outside at night (At night)
I'm the type to bring the club to the house (To the house)
Where my blower? These niggas wanna fight (Fight)
I'm bout whatever, whatever you like (Like)
Play with two three, you gone see the light (Light)
Clean up on M.L.K. Drive (Drive)
Fifth quarter, it's on the line
Yea, look at the score
I tried to give yall some time to catch up but damn, I'm getting bored
Why all yall fake ass rappers doing music? Yall treating this shit like a chore
Why everybody wanna claim niggas biting they style? Damn, it ain't even yours (It ain't even yours)
Nobody can bite my style, I'm incomparable
Way, way too fly
Whenever I go back to the 850, they say two three that guy (That guy)
It's a parade inside the city
Yea, yea, yea (Yea)
Don't need security posted on the block
I ain't never scared (Scared)
Can't forget about the blood, sweat and tears I shed (Shed)
Young nigga finna make it out (Out)
I still feel like I ain't made it yet (Made it yet)
The fans tell me otherwise (Wise)
Gotta stay locked in on the prize (Prize)
Turn up the volume to the max
Schedule filled can't even relax
One man band
Real musician, yes I am (I am)
Broken hundred on my chest (my chest)
Reppin' the family, I went to Fam (Fam)
Met me a freak down in Louisiana (Uh)
Thought she went to Southern but she went to Gram (Gram)
Now she a dancer, she used to hold banners (Banners)
Shawty real nasty, she ain't got no manners (Manners)
Turnt off the drank, we lit like a candle (Uh)
Stepping and marching all over the couch
No need to go outside at night (At night)
I'm the type to bring the club to the house (To the house)
Where my blower? These niggas wanna fight (Fight)
I'm bout whatever, whatever you like (Like)
Play with two three, you gone see the light (Light)
Clean up on M.L.K. Drive (Drive)