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potter payper - 1 time lyrics

[hook]
i’m just tryna get my guap right
cause how i’m living man, it’s not right
nothing given but i got mine
i’m pretty ricky on this hot line
quavo, i hit her one time
but i think about her sometimes
i blow smoke till the sun shine
cah life’s f+cked but i love mine

[verse 1]
i hit the m+way and flew back
i put my ends on the map
i’ve got the ends on this roof rack
my n+gga cooks crack like my new rap
screaming “thug life” like i’m 2pac
riding round my ends, where’s the roof at?
they wanna talk grind, me i walk grind
p, i hit the strip and abuse that
cah being broke, i refusе that
i’m still riding on two flats
got the streets waiting on this new cr+p
i think i’m nino, this new jack
i’vе got four young boys in two flats
i get this guwop on two traps
blowing on this reefer, i need me a keisha, the truth that
i said i need me a keisha, the truth that
and that’s a d+mn b+tch that’ll suck a d+ck and roll a plane up
she gon’ take a trip, no whip, she takes the train up
if you love me you’d do that
i’ve got some young boys that do that
bird call, i send ’em through that
that’s your door, where’s the food at?
try touch me, i’ll u that
i just hit country and flew back
and she rolled my spliff up and twosed that
she said she loves how i do that
but i’ve gotta go, i’ve gotta go
this money keeps calling me, stuck on these roads
and music needs all of me
music needs all of me, don’t think i know
don’t think you know what i’m going through
so just take my advice cah i’m showing you
[hook]
i’m just tryna get my guap right
cause how i’m living man, it’s not right
nothing given but i got mine
i’m pretty ricky on this hot line
quavo, i hit her one time
but i think about her sometimes
i blow smoke till the sun shine
cah life’s f+cked but i love mine

[verse 2]
i wake up and give thanks, i roll up and stay lit
blowing in the fast lane, i whip this like i’m legit
tryna get richie like lionel, i’m tryna get richie like rich
so it’s trap boy birdman and you know what this is
sh+t we came up crazy, came up crazy on titch
before all the youtube, before all the hits
man you could’ve got hit
f+ck twelve, free my clique
sh+t you could’ve got hit
so f+ck twelve, free my clique
me i’m an o.g., you’ll get smoked off my name
they think it’s a game till they see the smoke
and they overstand that we’re not with the playing
trust me, man are getting dropped where i’m staying
[hook]
i’m just tryna get my guap right
cause how i’m living man, it’s not right
nothing given but i got mine
i’m pretty ricky on this hot line
quavo, i hit her one time
but i think about her sometimes
i blow smoke till the sunshine
cah life’s f+cked but i love mine

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