Lyrics One Time - Rude Boy

You chasing bags
Boy I'm chasing fucking mills
I'm still waiting for some body to cut the deal
I'm talkin number, like nowhere under a mill
I got a family to feed and that's minus the bills
So triple that Cause I just can't take a lost
It's common sense that I'm tryna buy my mama a house
I'm tryna turn all of my niggas to a fucking boss
I know you heard a couple rumors but they're probably false

Tell you one time like I'm Justin Bieber
I'm tryna Turn all of my doubters to fuckin believers
Just sold my first verse got 400 for a feature
They say I'm schooling local niggas I should be a teacher
Shitt
I don't know tho
Tell them niggas get up off my dick no homo
Bitch I'm well known, no deal or no promo
I dont need niggas in the booth bitch I'm solo
Dolo

All that shit you selling I ain't fucking buying
Know it's A little after 8 but I still brought the 9
I know your girl brought my name up a couple of times
It's 2017 tell her leave me behind
Haha
Running shit, diarrhea
Winter time, If you get out of line I got the heater
It's cold out side and my neck look like a freezer
Might Pass your bitch around to my niggas like a receiver
Meet me at the end zone
I just Fucked the same bitch that put you in the friend zone
Rap niggas in dept, flexing but they need a big loan
Been getting money my nigga you late I been on
Like flip phones
A couple things that you never had
Lazerbeam on the gun, this ain't for laser tag
All this flexing got these lil broke niggas big mad
Garbage ass rappers should've came with a garbage bag
Fuck out of here