Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Walk in the party nigga better hide his bitch
I like her body and she like what's on my wrist
Plug just called me I was sleep, woke up sick
Hoes is hoes don't be surprised if she get hit
That bitch lied to my face I didn't know she was a groupie
Kept it player in the end, you tryna f*ck shit absolutely
I remember hoes would pass now the same bitches pursue me
Niggas that hated on my grind gone tell they son's that they knew me
Young rich nigga I'm turnt up my life a movie
That bitch lied on my name that shit blew me
I'm done crying now I roll my pain in loose leafs
Young rich nigga now my bread come with blue cheese
Last bitch left me cause I ain't treat her like her last nigga
You still broke cause you ain't take the risk bitch ass nigga
I'm laid up next to yo bitch grabbing her ass nigga
Keep it cool you heard what gang did to them last niggas
Two shots not enough
Gave her some casa bae I know you feel the rush
In that M thing doing sports plus
Fumbled yo bitch then I turned her to my slut
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Rocking thousand dollar clothes, having thousand dollar bows
I got million dollar dreams I'm tryna buy my moms a Rolls
I told her get up out my face I don't f*ck with broke hoes
I don't want her that bitch trash nigga finna send her home
The young rich niggas outside the rubber bands popping
Beat yo bitch guts, facing runtz, go the bed rocking
Yea I know my shit hard it got yo head bobbing
The bitch told me I smell good, now the bitch slobbing
Fly young rich nigga taking hoes, bad bitch robbing
My re-up so consistent because they keep copping
The hoes love 310 they said "Kam when you dropping?"
He might be signed to that label but he keep on flopping
I'm done with that old flow time to change it up
Them niggas don't get no props they paying to f*ck
When they hear the rich niggas they think of us
She started saying dumb shit I'm hanging up
We the ones with real money we is not y'all
When yo bitch get mad at you I'm the one she call
Kam so, and so said this, f*ck em' all
It's score gang check me in the game bitch I wanna ball
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
310babii - We the Ones Lyrics
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Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Walk in the party nigga better hide his bitch
I like her body and she like what's on my wrist
Plug just called me I was sleep, woke up sick
Hoes is hoes don't be surprised if she get hit
That bitch lied to my face I didn't know she was a groupie
Kept it player in the end, you tryna f*ck shit absolutely
I remember hoes would pass now the same bitches pursue me
Niggas that hated on my grind gone tell they son's that they knew me
Young rich nigga I'm turnt up my life a movie
That bitch lied on my name that shit blew me
I'm done crying now I roll my pain in loose leafs
Young rich nigga now my bread come with blue cheese
Last bitch left me cause I ain't treat her like her last nigga
You still broke cause you ain't take the risk bitch ass nigga
I'm laid up next to yo bitch grabbing her ass nigga
Keep it cool you heard what gang did to them last niggas
Two shots not enough
Gave her some casa bae I know you feel the rush
In that M thing doing sports plus
Fumbled yo bitch then I turned her to my slut
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Rocking thousand dollar clothes, having thousand dollar bows
I got million dollar dreams I'm tryna buy my moms a Rolls
I told her get up out my face I don't f*ck with broke hoes
I don't want her that bitch trash nigga finna send her home
The young rich niggas outside the rubber bands popping
Beat yo bitch guts, facing runtz, go the bed rocking
Yea I know my shit hard it got yo head bobbing
The bitch told me I smell good, now the bitch slobbing
Fly young rich nigga taking hoes, bad bitch robbing
My re-up so consistent because they keep copping
The hoes love 310 they said "Kam when you dropping?"
He might be signed to that label but he keep on flopping
I'm done with that old flow time to change it up
Them niggas don't get no props they paying to f*ck
When they hear the rich niggas they think of us
She started saying dumb shit I'm hanging up
We the ones with real money we is not y'all
When yo bitch get mad at you I'm the one she call
Kam so, and so said this, f*ck em' all
It's score gang check me in the game bitch I wanna ball
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Walk in the party nigga better hide his bitch
I like her body and she like what's on my wrist
Plug just called me I was sleep, woke up sick
Hoes is hoes don't be surprised if she get hit
That bitch lied to my face I didn't know she was a groupie
Kept it player in the end, you tryna f*ck shit absolutely
I remember hoes would pass now the same bitches pursue me
Niggas that hated on my grind gone tell they son's that they knew me
Young rich nigga I'm turnt up my life a movie
That bitch lied on my name that shit blew me
I'm done crying now I roll my pain in loose leafs
Young rich nigga now my bread come with blue cheese
Last bitch left me cause I ain't treat her like her last nigga
You still broke cause you ain't take the risk bitch ass nigga
I'm laid up next to yo bitch grabbing her ass nigga
Keep it cool you heard what gang did to them last niggas
Two shots not enough
Gave her some casa bae I know you feel the rush
In that M thing doing sports plus
Fumbled yo bitch then I turned her to my slut
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Rocking thousand dollar clothes, having thousand dollar bows
I got million dollar dreams I'm tryna buy my moms a Rolls
I told her get up out my face I don't f*ck with broke hoes
I don't want her that bitch trash nigga finna send her home
The young rich niggas outside the rubber bands popping
Beat yo bitch guts, facing runtz, go the bed rocking
Yea I know my shit hard it got yo head bobbing
The bitch told me I smell good, now the bitch slobbing
Fly young rich nigga taking hoes, bad bitch robbing
My re-up so consistent because they keep copping
The hoes love 310 they said "Kam when you dropping?"
He might be signed to that label but he keep on flopping
I'm done with that old flow time to change it up
Them niggas don't get no props they paying to f*ck
When they hear the rich niggas they think of us
She started saying dumb shit I'm hanging up
We the ones with real money we is not y'all
When yo bitch get mad at you I'm the one she call
Kam so, and so said this, f*ck em' all
It's score gang check me in the game bitch I wanna ball
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Shit we the ones making plays, thousand-dollar shades
When I needed the help them niggas looked the other way
I'm out here focused on myself now I'm the one that's acting fake
Got off my ass and made some pape a young nigga life great
Writer: Kameron Milner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, EMPIRE PUBLISHING