Lyrics: Khaled Khaled/Nayvadius Wilburn/Dominique Jones/Bryan Lamar Simmons/Isaiah Quick/Mark Nikolaev/Domrachev Ivan Sergeevich Concentracia
Music: Khaled Khaled/Nayvadius Wilburn/Dominique Jones/Bryan Lamar Simmons/Isaiah Quick/Mark Nikolaev/Domrachev Ivan Sergeevich Concentracia
[Intro]
Plutoski, know what I'm sayin'
We got Wham, we got Billy in this bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?
We The Best Music
While they watching us win
Another anthem 'pon the ****ing head
The biggest you can get, you dig what I'm sayin'?
On God
On the biggest God
Another one
And another one
And another one
We not 'bout to play with these people
DJ Khaled
[Chorus]
Head boppin', everybody, this is one of them
Two-tone Maybach, this a one-of one-fifty
Set the standards, motivate 'em, Baby comin' trim
I done told you pussy-niggas, this the realest as it gets
[Verse 1]
Throw me in the trap, I show you how to control that ho
Stay with junkies, I ain't goin' home 'til my bank don't fold
I don't gotta sell drugs to live and I'm thankful for it
I got money making money, now Baby can't go broke
Pretty women down to pimpin', I need it, can't go on
Sixty minutes, charge a million, 500K for a song
I done ran up me a hundred, I got a taste for another
Don't invite me to no parties unless there's space for my brother
Got 'em ridin' round with switches, this shit ain't safe where we come from
'Rari truck has been delivered, I'm 'bout to **** up the summer
I'm tellin' you now, when my new album drop, I'm takin' my numbers up
She say she don't see me enough, next time, let's do it on camera
Okay, cool, 67 million on my jewels
67 pretty women in the pool
These niggas dead, I done caught a crew
I don't **** with none of y'all, we ain't cool
Them hoes burned out, this ain't new
She a lil' shy, quiet when she come around, on that '42, she get loose
Everybody shooters, we the dream teams
I done been through it, I done seen things
Goin' on all of them, greenlight
I don't **** with bro no more, he ain't right
Everybody weird now, it seems like
He be sayin' real shit, but he ain't right
Had to let my past go, I ain't fight it
I'ma up with the whole gang, just hold tight
[Chorus]
Head boppin', everybody, this is one of them
Two-tone Maybach, this a one-of one-fifty
Set the standards, motivate 'em, Baby comin' trim
I done told you pussy-niggas, this the realest as it gets
[Verse 2]
Dog food, it look like some heroin on my wrist (Pluto)
Fentanyl, I just spent the whole block on my bitch
Street nigga, I feel like the richest in the trenches
Eliantte diamonds, look like Birdman in my pic
Soon as I touch a billi, I'm bringing your moolah back
Kitchen talk, I'm the biggest boss, bought a jet now
Change flows, change clothes, stuntin' hoes, leave 'em in a casket
I charge a Virgil Maybach for a feature, I'm taxin'
R.I.C.O., murder trial, my dog know to say nothing
One mill', two mill', three mill' just on a necklace
Young nigga came up, same nigga, we ain't have nothin'
I don't **** with none of them, not one of them, too much pressure
I made a way for these nigga
I have my way with you, nigga, yeah, yeah
I see the hate on you nigga
My killers slay on you nigga, yeah, yeah
Gotta keep that on the hush when they gun you down
My price keep goin' up, ain't no coming down
Head boppin', everybody, this is one of them
Two-tone Maybach, this a one-of one-fifty
Set the standards, motivate 'em, Baby 'come the champ
I done told you pussy nigga this the realest as it gets
[Outro]
One of them
We The Best
It's one of them
We The Best Music
Got another one
It's one of them
It's one of them
It's another one
It's one of them
It's one of them
Turnt
Yeah, yeah