One Strain Lyrics

Let's get it

Yeah

You better have some bangs for this

Better have some bangs for this

Said you better have some bangs for this

Dolla Lagasse, yeah

Dolla Deem, yeah

Dolla Lagasse, yeah

It's Dolla Deem, yeah

Dolla Lagasse, yeah

I fell in love with one strain

We got rich off multiple scams

Tell her that I ain't holding no hands

Finish a song before I land

Soon as I touch that's more bands

Making my way out the function

If I don't we get the dumping

Then we right back to the program, yeah

Tell her fire up the blunt and pass me my cooking utensils

Cooking utensils, time to whip up a million

Tell her fire up the blunt and pass me my cooking utensils

Whip up a million, it's time to whip up a million yeah

Dolla Deem baby

Diet out the water

Diamonds out the water

Really I'm just tryna stay above the water

Homie on the run they want to deport em'

Shorty need a visa just to cross the boarder

Fuck the team but in public she cordial

And she run the work Jackie Joyner

What more you want me ask for, digital dashboard tatt up the passport

Take off like nasa, numbers like nasdaq

Fucking with you is my last resort

Ride for my brothers ain't never gon' leave em'

Fuck is you talking I'm still rocking Yeezy's

Rolling up sour we smoking on diesel, free the wave the streets need you

Bad lil bitch so disobedient, I came from nothing ain't letting her swindle me

Hitting my phone up like what's the ingredients

It is so simple but it could get tedious

All of my songs they gon' listen repeatedly

You gon' respect it ain't got to agree with me

Shorty brought a place she cutting the key with me

All I gotta say pimpin ain't easy

I say gon' do your thing ain't got nothing against you

I'm just back in the kitchen bodying these instrumentals

I say gon' do your thing ain't got nothing against you

Dolla Lagasse in the kitchen, whipping up a couple million, yeah

Yeah

Face covered whipping

Trial ain't work out for my dog, he had to sit up

I swear this shit cannot get more realer

Calling me big shot like I'm Billups

Dolla need top dollar raise your bid up

Who you talking to loddy you out of order

I just gave you the game go make you a fortune

Time to make it out the trenches to the Forbes list

I fell in love with one strain

We got rich off multiple scams

Tell her that I ain't holding no hands

Finish a song before I land

Soon as I touch that's more bands

Making my way out the function

If I don't we get the dumping

Then we right back to the program, yeah

Tell her fire up the blunt and pass me my cooking utensils

Cooking utensils time to whip up a million

Tell her fire up the blunt and pass me my cooking utensils

Whip up a million, it's time to whip up a million, yeah