Yeah
Ooo
Unh huh, unh huh, unh huh
Bitch you know it's Lil Ayi
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Talk to em
Like NASA she on that
She tryn' make contact
She didn't know a star like this exist
I gotta run it up, before a hunnid up
Already had these bitches on my dick
I had yo bitch in that ISS Shuttle
I feel like the greatest, don't wan here rebuttals
I took the baddest bitches up to Mars
They think I'm the one, but I'm one with the stars
Ha!
Money and this music on my mind
If a nigga trynna tell me it ain't flyin'
Man his bitch gone love it so it's fine
In a different galaxy on different time
Right now, f*ck it that's the perfect time
No cataracts still smokin' by the ton
Nothings over but too far what we on
Yeah we gone
Blue o'clock
Green o'clock
Money walk
I don't talk
Know I'm only thinkin bout these racks gotta get it
I do not walk on the beat, Ayi hit it
20 on new gear, yeah you know I'm gettin' fitted
Got a Glock 19 betta' know it's gettin' kitted
Gotta wipe on these boys cuz a nigga always shitted
This boy hot down to the bone need a mitten
If another try to tell you they the flame, they was kiddin'
I'm poppin' my shit like a hunnid rounds
Walk in, smell like Dior mixed with a hunnid pounds
You live for these niggas how sad that sounds
I'm trynna get on and keep my whole army down
F*ck these lil' haters I make em' frown
Move like the champ yeah I need a gold crown
I keep up the gang, I keep hoes down
We standin' on shit with the whole ground
The whole ground
I ain't do this by my own now
So f*ck it we'll buy out the whole town
F*ck em' we ridin', they'll all drown
I hit it too good added more miles
Rake up these racks these the old piles
These niggas they swaggin' our old styles
Talkin' that shit on they profiles
No style
Like NASA she on that
She tryn' make contact
She didn't know a star like this exist
I gotta run it up, before a hunnid up
Already had these bitches on my dick
I had yo bitch in that ISS Shuttle
I feel like the greatest, don't wan here rebuttals
I took the baddest bitches up to Mars
They think I'm the one, but I'm one with the stars
Ha!
Money and this music on my mind
If a nigga trynna tell me it ain't flyin'
Man his bitch gone love it so it's fine
In a different galaxy on different time
Right now, f*ck it that's the perfect time
No cataracts still smokin' by the ton
Nothings over but too far what we on
Yeah we gone
Yeah (Woo)
Huh (Woo)
Yeah (Woo)
Lil Ayi Hit - One Lyrics
Lil Ayi Hit - One Lyrics
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Yeah
Ooo
Unh huh, unh huh, unh huh
Bitch you know it's Lil Ayi
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Talk to em
Like NASA she on that
She tryn' make contact
She didn't know a star like this exist
I gotta run it up, before a hunnid up
Already had these bitches on my dick
I had yo bitch in that ISS Shuttle
I feel like the greatest, don't wan here rebuttals
I took the baddest bitches up to Mars
They think I'm the one, but I'm one with the stars
Ha!
Money and this music on my mind
If a nigga trynna tell me it ain't flyin'
Man his bitch gone love it so it's fine
In a different galaxy on different time
Right now, f*ck it that's the perfect time
No cataracts still smokin' by the ton
Nothings over but too far what we on
Yeah we gone
Blue o'clock
Green o'clock
Money walk
I don't talk
Know I'm only thinkin bout these racks gotta get it
I do not walk on the beat, Ayi hit it
20 on new gear, yeah you know I'm gettin' fitted
Got a Glock 19 betta' know it's gettin' kitted
Gotta wipe on these boys cuz a nigga always shitted
This boy hot down to the bone need a mitten
If another try to tell you they the flame, they was kiddin'
I'm poppin' my shit like a hunnid rounds
Walk in, smell like Dior mixed with a hunnid pounds
You live for these niggas how sad that sounds
I'm trynna get on and keep my whole army down
F*ck these lil' haters I make em' frown
Move like the champ yeah I need a gold crown
I keep up the gang, I keep hoes down
We standin' on shit with the whole ground
The whole ground
I ain't do this by my own now
So f*ck it we'll buy out the whole town
F*ck em' we ridin', they'll all drown
I hit it too good added more miles
Rake up these racks these the old piles
These niggas they swaggin' our old styles
Talkin' that shit on they profiles
No style
Like NASA she on that
She tryn' make contact
She didn't know a star like this exist
I gotta run it up, before a hunnid up
Already had these bitches on my dick
I had yo bitch in that ISS Shuttle
I feel like the greatest, don't wan here rebuttals
I took the baddest bitches up to Mars
They think I'm the one, but I'm one with the stars
Ha!
Money and this music on my mind
If a nigga trynna tell me it ain't flyin'
Man his bitch gone love it so it's fine
In a different galaxy on different time
Right now, f*ck it that's the perfect time
No cataracts still smokin' by the ton
Nothings over but too far what we on
Yeah we gone
Yeah (Woo)
Huh (Woo)
Yeah (Woo)
Ooo
Unh huh, unh huh, unh huh
Bitch you know it's Lil Ayi
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Talk to em
Like NASA she on that
She tryn' make contact
She didn't know a star like this exist
I gotta run it up, before a hunnid up
Already had these bitches on my dick
I had yo bitch in that ISS Shuttle
I feel like the greatest, don't wan here rebuttals
I took the baddest bitches up to Mars
They think I'm the one, but I'm one with the stars
Ha!
Money and this music on my mind
If a nigga trynna tell me it ain't flyin'
Man his bitch gone love it so it's fine
In a different galaxy on different time
Right now, f*ck it that's the perfect time
No cataracts still smokin' by the ton
Nothings over but too far what we on
Yeah we gone
Blue o'clock
Green o'clock
Money walk
I don't talk
Know I'm only thinkin bout these racks gotta get it
I do not walk on the beat, Ayi hit it
20 on new gear, yeah you know I'm gettin' fitted
Got a Glock 19 betta' know it's gettin' kitted
Gotta wipe on these boys cuz a nigga always shitted
This boy hot down to the bone need a mitten
If another try to tell you they the flame, they was kiddin'
I'm poppin' my shit like a hunnid rounds
Walk in, smell like Dior mixed with a hunnid pounds
You live for these niggas how sad that sounds
I'm trynna get on and keep my whole army down
F*ck these lil' haters I make em' frown
Move like the champ yeah I need a gold crown
I keep up the gang, I keep hoes down
We standin' on shit with the whole ground
The whole ground
I ain't do this by my own now
So f*ck it we'll buy out the whole town
F*ck em' we ridin', they'll all drown
I hit it too good added more miles
Rake up these racks these the old piles
These niggas they swaggin' our old styles
Talkin' that shit on they profiles
No style
Like NASA she on that
She tryn' make contact
She didn't know a star like this exist
I gotta run it up, before a hunnid up
Already had these bitches on my dick
I had yo bitch in that ISS Shuttle
I feel like the greatest, don't wan here rebuttals
I took the baddest bitches up to Mars
They think I'm the one, but I'm one with the stars
Ha!
Money and this music on my mind
If a nigga trynna tell me it ain't flyin'
Man his bitch gone love it so it's fine
In a different galaxy on different time
Right now, f*ck it that's the perfect time
No cataracts still smokin' by the ton
Nothings over but too far what we on
Yeah we gone
Yeah (Woo)
Huh (Woo)
Yeah (Woo)
Writer: Pierre Boursiquot II
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid