Two Thousand Ones Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
2000 1s up in my pocket, bae, I been a savage
My street was never dangerous, but I stayed beside the ratchet
Riding with them bangers, kept it on em, never lackin
Learning from my OG, I be knowin when shit bout to happen
Yeah, gotta get out the jam
I'm him, but I'm not one of them
I'm takin this shit to the top of the hill, foreal
Focused, I'm back in my that mode
Like I done popped me a pill
I'm movin slow on drank, but I ain't tear a seal
Threads cost a bill, check the details
Exquisite fragrance got her sayin "I love how he smell"
She thinkin my pockets deep, sayin her nigga don't treat her well
Damn, oh well
You wanna a nigga trick on you? Girl, I'll disappear
She wanna ride with the stars in the roof, but it's one right here
Actin like she mad, girl, I never cared
Fuck it, I might just Prada the bag to tip the scales
Beat it down, and wish her well, nigga
1 of 1, that's on my chain, nigga
Slim Hendricks, be my new name, nigga
Calebasas spazzin, this ain't the same nigga
Wood grain Cartiers, my frames, nigga
They said that I was lame, now they cheer my name, nigga
I'm cruising in this Benz, hog up the lane, nigga
Seats massaging me, relief from pain, nigga
2000 1s up in my pocket, bae, I been a savage
My street was never dangerous, but I stayed beside the ratchet
Riding with them bangers, kept it on em, never lackin
Learning from my OG, I be knowin when shit bout to happen
Yeah, gotta get out the jam
I'm him, but I'm not one of them
I'm takin this shit to the top of the hill, foreal
Focused, I'm back in my that mode
Like I done popped me a pill
I'm movin slow on drank, but I ain't tear a seal
2000 1s up in my pocket, bae, I been a savage
My street was never dangerous, but I stayed beside the ratchet
Riding with them bangers, kept it on em, never lackin
Get it from my OG, I can see when shit bout to happen
Yeah, I be puttin that shit on
You niggas just putting some shit on
I moved out the ville out for a minute, but I'm takin the ship home
Pockets full of plenty green, these bitches home grown
Remember poppin adderrall to get in my zone