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you the 1 - lil mello lyrics

[intro]
(bangthatsh*t)

[verse 1: nuk & lil mello]
y’all ain’t even in my hoes’ bracket, y’all got low funds (b*tch)
i’m the type to cook a brick in front of you like showguns (d*mn)
lil’ bro’ll squeeze at anybody ’cause he want one
i’m old school, when i load the bl!ck, i’m pickin’ hollows (yeah)
been playin’ the road, i been the one, but i ain’t ralo (been the one)
i spent an m, they offer me a million, i’m like, “why low?”
heard that fetty in, plus them waters in, i call it frost
we catch an opp, we tryna put a hole in one, this sh*t like golf
i got a mini drac’ with woodchips on it, it feel like camp, ain’t it?
yeah, i love this rap sh*t, but in the trap where i got mandated (yeah)
done sayin’ i’m a trap n*gga, we professionals
this trap sh*t like art, ’cause with them bricks, i got collectables
i would say i got them thousands in, but these like twelve hundred
f*ck it, i let white boy run the one, he just like ed summers (white boy)
’cause he movin’ at his own pace (d*mn)
my plug match me up with girl, can’t even choose my own date
your b*tch think she a dime, but she ain’t sh*t like a code eight (she ain’t sh*t)

[chorus: nuk & lil mello]
who the one for real?
my favorite opp ate so many shots, that n*gga drunk for real
who the one? you the one for real (who the one?)
who the— b*tch
[verse 2: lil mello]
i’m like f*ck it, let me run the one
my lil’ n*gga hop out like he nick when he control the drum
i love hoppin’ out on n*ggas knowin’ i’m gon’ get me one
this sh*t run in my blood, my daddy blessed, that’s where i get it from
know he can’t run when i hit his head
actin’ gangster all on instagram, these n*ggas goin’ fed
all that talkin’ like you steppin’, n*gga, but your brother dead
this for my brother dz, we gon’ paint the whole bity red
n*gga sayin’ he gon’ k!ll me, i ain’t hearin’ sh*t he said
my brother run that sh*t up f*ckin’ with that dog, no saint bernard
i’m on some get it goin’, my brother one*on*one, he think he a guard
it’s a fully on this b*tch, i let it glitch all through his car
i just ran up a bag, could’ve went and bought an audemar
the drac’ spittin’, chop a n*gga sh*t, now he need auto parts
drop a bag on your head, my n*ggas pull up like it’s instacart
we gon’ pull up deep, left a n*gga brains all up in the streets
they ain’t tell you that them gg5 n*ggas be elite
(d*mn, they ain’t tell you?)

[chorus: nuk & lil mello]
who the one for real?
my favorite opp ate so many shots, that n*gga drunk for real (that n*gga drunk)
who the one? you the one for real
we done dropped so many f*ckin’ opps, but we got more to k!ll
[verse 3: lil mello & nuk]
i bounce out, these n*ggas gettin’ down, yeah, they know the drill
we the type to bounce it and he drop, these n*ggas know we will
that one opp survived a headshot, but brodie want him still (a headshot)
who the one? who the one? i’m the one for real
this ain’t no semi, i be keepin’ fully when i’m in the field
you the one, he the one i think i wanna k!ll
they shakin’ ass, i just wanna slide like detroit roller wheels
(i just wanna slide)

- lil mello lyrics

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