Released on August 12, 2022

13K Views

Thumbnail

[Verse 1: The Game]

The fentanyl free, but the addiction gon' cost you

One time, one time, nigga, one time

I lost you, FN-ed out your eyes when I crossed you

Stretch Maybach instead of payin' my lawsuits

Hit me in the Hellcat truck, duckin' the one time

Let it off in the club, it was always more than one Shyne (Shyne)

Pop the cork on the bottle of aged Opus

Raw-doggin' hoes, nightmares of dyin' with AIDS, hopeless

One time for my niggas in the graveyard

Confused about religion 'cause God couldn't save y'all

Prayed to Allah like I was suited with a bow tie

Prayed to the Most High, then I went multi-

Platinum with hits, still fuckin' low-level bitches that's ratchet as shit

Betty Boop and Mickey Mouse tatted on asses and shit (Asses and shit)

Type of bitches that'll twerk on a casket and shit

Maybach a hearse how we slidin' past one time, one time, nigga, one time


[Bridge: Ice-T]

I am a nightmare walkin', psychopath talkin'

King of my jungle, just a gangster stalkin'

Livin' life like a firecracker, quick is my fuse

Vendettas of death back the colors I choose

Red or blue, cuz or Blood, it just don't matter

Sucka dive for your life when my shotgun scatters

The gangs of L.A. will never die

Just multiply


[Verse 2: The Game]

Nigga, there go the one time, one time, nigga, one time

Gang Task Force pullin' doors off the traphouse

Niggas don't know the difference between that and the crackhouse

Intricate gang signs 'cause phones gettin' tapped out

We them niggas that Franklin and Leon try to act out

Livin' the lifestyle fake niggas wanna rap 'bout

And scatter like roaches when a nigga pull the strap out

Get shot and stay quiet unless you got more than one spawn

How you say "snitch" in Japanese? Tekashi-ota (One time)

Nigga, we don't talk to the cops

All these drills and automatics, ain't no talkin' to opps

My pops and my uncle told me that and let me hold the strap

Cracked my homie Reggie, mama sold me that

I was just a thug from around the way

Bandana wrapped around my face, movin' a ounce a day

I was nine years old on the drumline

Smokin' with my older cousins, nigga, let me hit that shit

One time, one time, nigga, one time