edot babyy – one milly lyrics
[intro]
rrah, grahh, rrah, rrah
mmm, nah, turn that up, young madz
it’s edot, baby (chee on the beat)
[chorus]
it’s like one in a million i don’t got my gun
like, he tried to run, but i’m faster
off a perc, that’s on bro, i’ma catch ’em
new opp died, chii was a lacker (chii)
i be stuntin’, so ice at the wrist
and you know i’ma ice up my b+tch
creep up gang, caught him loafin’ and sh+t
i spin the block, then i’m switchin’ the fit
grahh, new glock in my pants
girl, it’s a party, come shake it and dance
all of the opps, they goofin’, up on the net
but they ain’t do sh+t to my mans (at all, at all)
like, y’all ain’t actin’
last opp got lined by a b+tch (bow), now he in y’all casket (bow, bow, bow)
he ashes, turn that boy to dust for droppin’ my o in them rap sh+ts
[verse]
hunt a n+gga off a perc
y’all n+ggas rap, jb got murked (rrah, what)
like, smokin’ rite
lil’ mezzy got hit, he ain’t get to see the light (at all)
oh, it’s 5th to the sev’? send a kite
spin through that block, i do every night (rrah, rrah)
with this chop, i shoot off a bike
don’t think twice, you know it’s on sight (bow, gang, gang, gang)
can’t let up, got a vest, i’ma shoot from the neck up
don’t front, you get put on a stretcher
why the opps on the net tryna check us? (rrah, at all)
keep a knocker, i got bad habits
stick on my waist, it got an attachment
don’t front, that’s how you get blasted
f+ck thirteen, got put in a casket (got put in a package)
he better duck, no daffy
i know an opp who got hit in the taxi
when i’m spinnin’, i’m spinnin’ with jackie
keep a choppa, it’s hard to get at me
like, i do what i want, ’cause n+gga i can
i know you mad that i’m smokin’ ya mans
i do a hit, then fly out to france (rrah, rrah, rrah)
[chorus]
it’s like one in a million i don’t got my gun
like, he tried to run, but i’m faster
off a perc, that’s on bro, i’ma catch ’em
new opp died, chii was a lacker (chii)
i be stuntin’, so ice at the wrist
and you know i’ma ice up my b+tch
creep up gang, caught him loafin’ and sh+t (grrah)
i spin the block, then i’m switchin’ the fit
grahh, new glock in my pants
girl, it’s a party, come shake it and dance
all of the opps, they goofin’, up on the net
but they ain’t do sh+t to my mans (at all)
like, y’all ain’t actin’
last opp got lined by a b+tch, now he in y’all casket
he ashes, turn that boy to dust for droppin’ my o in them rap sh+ts
[outro]
y’all n+ggas rap, jb got murked, rrah, rrah
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