A1 make you pay one for my sister, rest in ease
Flip that pack, smoking gas, strictly exotic weeds
Niggas talking reckless, caught him slipping take his cheese
My name A1, I'm gone spray one make you pay one for the team
Opps ain't pay one, catch me lacking?
Nah I roll from A to B
Catch me on the street, you ain't slime enough to bleed
Got the gang posted on the block will Rob you for your weed
Take your baby to the function told her come and take a seat
F*cked her raw dog fixed her posture now she snoring in her sleep
Baby twerk that ass buss it down and come n beat my meat
Ive been stepping ima felon i've been grinding losing sleep
Im seventeen bussing sales around the f*cking street
You be capping you ain't trapping can't even sell out in a week
From the four eight zero, with the pole because we use to that heat
F*cked yo bitch got her choking on my shmeat
Dirty woc in this cup got me feeling weak
Hmm hoping out the whip, Thirty on my blick
Aye brother got a pole, gonna get his head split
Dawging forty on the gram, girly gonna hit this lick
Told lil baby grab the pole tuck it in this bitch
Aye brother where you going, run yo wallet and yo bitch
Monkey nutz on the glock nigga and it got a switch
You ain't slime enough to take my pole, i'll sock you in yo shit
Yo baby aint yo bro said you got a lil dick
Gave brother half a zip, three hundred on the flip
I noticed when i smile, all these bitches want my dick
Pushing P's left n right feel like Rmc Mike
Lil mama got a bubble butt, ima f*cking take a bite
Caught yo younging slipping got no pole take his life
Arp in the Loui bag, we ain't gone fight
Arizona sipping and im dripping stackin bandz all night
Punch that nigga in his shit, kicked him off and stole his bike
Mr.Fed pulled me over told him read my rights
He said, Do we got a problem?
And i told him we just might
The whole gang stepping got that bag, make my pants sag
D'Smurk in the back he gone break a bitches back
All this dawg shit malicious, grinding hard for that bag
Got that backpack boyz, but it ain't for these fags
A1MakeyouPay1 - Pay One Lyrics
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A1 make you pay one for my sister, rest in ease
Flip that pack, smoking gas, strictly exotic weeds
Niggas talking reckless, caught him slipping take his cheese
My name A1, I'm gone spray one make you pay one for the team
Opps ain't pay one, catch me lacking?
Nah I roll from A to B
Catch me on the street, you ain't slime enough to bleed
Got the gang posted on the block will Rob you for your weed
Take your baby to the function told her come and take a seat
F*cked her raw dog fixed her posture now she snoring in her sleep
Baby twerk that ass buss it down and come n beat my meat
Ive been stepping ima felon i've been grinding losing sleep
Im seventeen bussing sales around the f*cking street
You be capping you ain't trapping can't even sell out in a week
From the four eight zero, with the pole because we use to that heat
F*cked yo bitch got her choking on my shmeat
Dirty woc in this cup got me feeling weak
Hmm hoping out the whip, Thirty on my blick
Aye brother got a pole, gonna get his head split
Dawging forty on the gram, girly gonna hit this lick
Told lil baby grab the pole tuck it in this bitch
Aye brother where you going, run yo wallet and yo bitch
Monkey nutz on the glock nigga and it got a switch
You ain't slime enough to take my pole, i'll sock you in yo shit
Yo baby aint yo bro said you got a lil dick
Gave brother half a zip, three hundred on the flip
I noticed when i smile, all these bitches want my dick
Pushing P's left n right feel like Rmc Mike
Lil mama got a bubble butt, ima f*cking take a bite
Caught yo younging slipping got no pole take his life
Arp in the Loui bag, we ain't gone fight
Arizona sipping and im dripping stackin bandz all night
Punch that nigga in his shit, kicked him off and stole his bike
Mr.Fed pulled me over told him read my rights
He said, Do we got a problem?
And i told him we just might
The whole gang stepping got that bag, make my pants sag
D'Smurk in the back he gone break a bitches back
All this dawg shit malicious, grinding hard for that bag
Got that backpack boyz, but it ain't for these fags
Flip that pack, smoking gas, strictly exotic weeds
Niggas talking reckless, caught him slipping take his cheese
My name A1, I'm gone spray one make you pay one for the team
Opps ain't pay one, catch me lacking?
Nah I roll from A to B
Catch me on the street, you ain't slime enough to bleed
Got the gang posted on the block will Rob you for your weed
Take your baby to the function told her come and take a seat
F*cked her raw dog fixed her posture now she snoring in her sleep
Baby twerk that ass buss it down and come n beat my meat
Ive been stepping ima felon i've been grinding losing sleep
Im seventeen bussing sales around the f*cking street
You be capping you ain't trapping can't even sell out in a week
From the four eight zero, with the pole because we use to that heat
F*cked yo bitch got her choking on my shmeat
Dirty woc in this cup got me feeling weak
Hmm hoping out the whip, Thirty on my blick
Aye brother got a pole, gonna get his head split
Dawging forty on the gram, girly gonna hit this lick
Told lil baby grab the pole tuck it in this bitch
Aye brother where you going, run yo wallet and yo bitch
Monkey nutz on the glock nigga and it got a switch
You ain't slime enough to take my pole, i'll sock you in yo shit
Yo baby aint yo bro said you got a lil dick
Gave brother half a zip, three hundred on the flip
I noticed when i smile, all these bitches want my dick
Pushing P's left n right feel like Rmc Mike
Lil mama got a bubble butt, ima f*cking take a bite
Caught yo younging slipping got no pole take his life
Arp in the Loui bag, we ain't gone fight
Arizona sipping and im dripping stackin bandz all night
Punch that nigga in his shit, kicked him off and stole his bike
Mr.Fed pulled me over told him read my rights
He said, Do we got a problem?
And i told him we just might
The whole gang stepping got that bag, make my pants sag
D'Smurk in the back he gone break a bitches back
All this dawg shit malicious, grinding hard for that bag
Got that backpack boyz, but it ain't for these fags
Writer: odin Forehand
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