(I'm a Yung$upa$tar)
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Nah, he ain't one of us, like, why he talkin' shit?
Damn, I'm so up in his mouth, he might be chokin' on my (Ugh)
Like, okay, that was weird, but that boy, he just be weirder
He be runnin' round with snakes, playin', let's follow the leader
I-I-I can f*ck with cheetahs at the park like Derek Jeter
A book, yeah, I could read her, roll my troubles with this reefer
Then it's see ya! Whippin' in two seaters
Change my mood like my demeanour
Not no average leaner', said she good until I seen her
Yeah she basic
I don't give a f*ck about these hoes, know I'll replace it
She blowin' up my phone, cause she tryna f*ckin' taste it
I'm high as f*ck no spaceship, they don't want me, I'll replace it
I don't do no nine-to-five, countin' bands that be my day shift
Make him disappear like magic
Maybe I'm just actin' passive
Know we keep it static, semi autos, let him have it
Turn your shit down, this shit trash, no, we can't blast it
Why he talkin' down? know that gangy wreakin' havoc
Clout and KA$H a classic, no, these boys can't match it
We gon put that boy up on the screen like National Geographic
Lost, yeah, I can't map it, struggle when I wrapped it
Can't f*ck with hoes like I change clothes, we really livin' lavish
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
One Of Us! Video (MV)
Performed By: CLOUT8IGHT & ka$h
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Armando Santi, Tyler Keats
CLOUT8IGHT & ka$h - One Of Us! Lyrics
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English
(I'm a Yung$upa$tar)
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Nah, he ain't one of us, like, why he talkin' shit?
Damn, I'm so up in his mouth, he might be chokin' on my (Ugh)
Like, okay, that was weird, but that boy, he just be weirder
He be runnin' round with snakes, playin', let's follow the leader
I-I-I can f*ck with cheetahs at the park like Derek Jeter
A book, yeah, I could read her, roll my troubles with this reefer
Then it's see ya! Whippin' in two seaters
Change my mood like my demeanour
Not no average leaner', said she good until I seen her
Yeah she basic
I don't give a f*ck about these hoes, know I'll replace it
She blowin' up my phone, cause she tryna f*ckin' taste it
I'm high as f*ck no spaceship, they don't want me, I'll replace it
I don't do no nine-to-five, countin' bands that be my day shift
Make him disappear like magic
Maybe I'm just actin' passive
Know we keep it static, semi autos, let him have it
Turn your shit down, this shit trash, no, we can't blast it
Why he talkin' down? know that gangy wreakin' havoc
Clout and KA$H a classic, no, these boys can't match it
We gon put that boy up on the screen like National Geographic
Lost, yeah, I can't map it, struggle when I wrapped it
Can't f*ck with hoes like I change clothes, we really livin' lavish
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Nah, he ain't one of us, like, why he talkin' shit?
Damn, I'm so up in his mouth, he might be chokin' on my (Ugh)
Like, okay, that was weird, but that boy, he just be weirder
He be runnin' round with snakes, playin', let's follow the leader
I-I-I can f*ck with cheetahs at the park like Derek Jeter
A book, yeah, I could read her, roll my troubles with this reefer
Then it's see ya! Whippin' in two seaters
Change my mood like my demeanour
Not no average leaner', said she good until I seen her
Yeah she basic
I don't give a f*ck about these hoes, know I'll replace it
She blowin' up my phone, cause she tryna f*ckin' taste it
I'm high as f*ck no spaceship, they don't want me, I'll replace it
I don't do no nine-to-five, countin' bands that be my day shift
Make him disappear like magic
Maybe I'm just actin' passive
Know we keep it static, semi autos, let him have it
Turn your shit down, this shit trash, no, we can't blast it
Why he talkin' down? know that gangy wreakin' havoc
Clout and KA$H a classic, no, these boys can't match it
We gon put that boy up on the screen like National Geographic
Lost, yeah, I can't map it, struggle when I wrapped it
Can't f*ck with hoes like I change clothes, we really livin' lavish
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Run me up, hunnid bands, know this shit
I'm thumbin her
I get my money up, no nine-to-five, just know I'm coming up
Why he selling packs, if he don't know how to be a plug?
Stomp him in my Rick's, if he talkin' he ain't one of us
Writer: Armando Santi, Tyler Keats
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid