Letra de She The 1 - YN Jay

(Feat. BabyTron, Baby Money)

(Enrgy made this one)

Okay, like, I ain't even gon' lie, man, like, I think you the one, baby girl

Like, but I don't know though, you know?

Like, uh, like, I gotta ask myself that before I

You know what I mean? Before we

And then, she the one for sure

She the one for sure

She the one for sure, she the one for sure

She the one, huhhhhh

Ayy, she the one for sure

Favorite place to bump and grind while we fuckin' slow

I just got caught up cheatin' with another ho

Like, why you always just like catchin' me, though? Like

You actin' like you ain't did nothin'

Bitch, you know I, ah!

Bitch, I know I cheated, why you act like you ain't did nothin'?

I ain't makin' babies but I'm still comin'

I'll make my nephews beat your ass, left the kids jumpin'

Bitch asked me, "Who the fuck is Faz?" That's my real cousin

Shout-out Big Mike, that's my lil' cousin

Got a small bitch, that's my lil' woman

That ain't dog shit, that's some lil' money

Left the trap house but it's still jumpin'

Got a lil' money but it's still somethin'

Got a natural bitch, she a real woman

Left my lil' cousin at the crib because he still somethin'

I just hope he don't steal nothin'

I don't drink liquor but I'm still buzzed

I ain't goin' out but I'm still clubbin'

I'm not my daddy friend but I'm still clutchin'

Kick a bitch out, I be still punchin'

I be in the woods where it's real huntin'

Make a bitch blow like a real trumpet

I ain't McDonald's but it's

Ah, she still love it

I ain't McDonald's but she still love it

Kick a bitch out, she was still clubbin'

I can hear the birds, it was real hummin'

You heard that, bruh?

She the one for sure but she my second ho, okay (Yeah, ah!)

Ayy, bro

She the one for sure but she my second ho

I bought her so much gold that her necklace swole

Won't even see a message, y'all won't text her phone

A hundred 'bows in, get my flexion on

I'm stackin' all these chips, get my textures on

I met her at the church, I be blessin' hoes

I'm prayin' for some money with my necklace on

This bitch drunk as hell, she gon' crash the boat

Put a Rollie on the animal, a flashy GOAT

I ain't gon' trick, I just give her what she ask me for

Fuck some clothes, I'ma let the morgue tag his toe

These niggas scared of money, fuck it, I'm a last of hope

Unky in the kitchen whippin' somethin' harder than AP Physics

Out the window, Audemar Piguet and watch the AP glisten

High as hell tryna record, I'm on take three with it

Nothin' underneath a three-five, bitch, I'm eighthy hittin'

Up active off the Quavo, you be lazy sippin'

Fingers cramped loadin' up the drum, I put an eighty in it

Finna drop BR3, I hope JAY-Z listen

Boy, put your hands down, we bullet throwers

Shit, you better buckle up, they flick us, I'm not pullin' over

War time, slidin' 'round the striker, that bitch full of soldiers

Alright, look

Spinnin' 'round in that Hellkitty, can you spell dizzy?

Velveeta, for that cheese, we'll leave a shell with him

I think my phone tapped, why the hell my Zelle glitchin'?

How the fuck is you a hundred but ain't never felt fifty?

Quarter-ticket hit my bank account, that's just today

Seven calls back to back like, shit, man, that's just a play

No ARP, no Glock, just a K

Skippin' LA out in Cali', this time, it's just the Bay

Spent twelve-fifty on just the BAPE

Wanted a zip? No nuts, he got just the shake

Sick he caught a headshot, like wasn't he just awake?

Blowed as hell at STK, tell the waiter, shit, just the steak

Bro on level five with just the shank

Spent twelve blues on just the drank

Where I'm goin'? Just the bank

Bitch, ShittyBoyz, DogShit Militia, you know what the fuck goin' on

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