One Man Army

(álbum: Hoodrich Kasino - 2022)

Glizzy, what you cooking up?

Run up that check, give a fuck bout no losses
No squares in my circle, ain't nothing but bosses
I'm sipping on dead, I drink out the coffin
Plug threw the pack, and you know that I Moss'd it
Came out the 'partments, lotta creek like Dawson
Put on that makeup, she look like a Barbie
Fat ass thicker than Ari
Don't know her name, so I just call her "shawty"
Drugs in my body, I walked in the party
Strapped with a chopper, young nigga retarded
The way that she ride it I call her "Ferrari"
They knew me in the trap way before I was an artist
Roll up and smoke on the weed like I'm Marley
I got that Glock if a nigga wanna harm me
I'll go to war with a one man army
Blow the paper like [?]
Designer my garments

I can't beef with you niggas, you broke so that's funny
I fucked 'round and got rich, I came straight out the dungeon
The dope in that bag look like chopped up onions
You better not hit my jacket and [?]
It's a money symbol, we a take your lil' bitch and have fun with that
Fuck her then pass her to gang, I'm done with that
Jump in this ride to take racks to the laundromat
Ain't sign no deal, nigga wrist cost a 100 racks
Geek on my motor, pull up in a Thundercat
You fuck with the other side, it ain't no coming back
Tito threw me a pack, know I'ma run with that
Nigga I'm still on the block like a running-back
Play with my name, and you know what come with that
I'm having stains, shooters walk down and gun his ass
Dunk on my gun, give a fuck if you dumping back
Double back, nigga gon' die when we come through that
Gotta look for me, bitch I'm where the money at
Bitch on the road, stuck them bricks in the Pontiac
You can't tell me shit about shit when it come to that
They know at the 6, nigga I was the one with that
I was the one that had, I was the lil' nigga riding with a Glock and a bomb attatched
And they don't be stunting, fuck niggas only had mid because I gave money back

Run up that check, give a fuck bout no losses
No squares in my circle, ain't nothing but bosses
I'm sipping on dead, I drink out the coffin
Plug threw the pack, and you know that I Moss'd it
Came out the 'partments, lotta creek like Dawson
Put on that makeup, she look like a Barbie
Fat ass thicker than Ari
Don't know her name, so I just call her "shawty"
Drugs in my body, I walked in the party
Strapped with a chopper, young nigga retarded
The way that she ride it I call her "Ferrari"
They knew me in the trap way before I was an artist
Roll up and smoke on the weed like I'm Marley
I got that Glock if a nigga wanna harm me
I'll go to war with a one man army
Blow the paper like [?]
Designer my garments

Trap got a young nigga rich
I lick on my bitch and she thick
Riding round with them Glocks and sticks
We see an opp and we send him a gift
Keep tricking off, that ain't how you get rich
Baguettes, I need me a mop on my wrist
Might go in the mall just to shop for my bitch
My crop out in Cali, I gotta go pick
Witness in the trunk, I'm taking out 20s
I know what she want, a nigga with money
Touchdown any given sunday
Double up, take it to the country, 100s and 20s
Go overtime, we ain't taking no lunches
Hit her from the front, got her doing her crunches
Got money and power on both of my conscious
Got 'em pulling up, they looking for Runtz
Leaning too hard, think I need me a crutch
Got bricks and a tool like we doing construction
I count it and stack it, I do it for money
He ain't really tough, these niggas just bluffing
Put a opp in a Russian, money my type of discussion
Hoodwolf shit, ain't no huffing and puffing
Ace out the jungle, these niggas just monkeys

Run up that check, give a fuck bout no losses
No squares in my circle, ain't nothing but bosses
I'm sipping on dead, I drink out the coffin
Plug threw the pack, and you know that I Moss'd it
Came out the 'partments, lotta creek like Dawson
Put on that makeup, she look like a Barbie
Fat ass thicker than Ari
Don't know her name, so I just call her "shawty"
Drugs in my body, I walked in the party
Strapped with a chopper, young nigga retarded
The way that she ride it I call her "Ferrari"
They knew me in the trap way before I was an artist
Roll up and smoke on the weed like I'm Marley
I got that Glock if a nigga wanna harm me
I'll go to war with a one man army
Blow the paper like [?]
Designer my garments