Wale - Im on one - freestyle lyrics

Wale – I'm On One (Freestyle) Lyrics Two white cups and I got that drank Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight Redbox flow and I do not date Real G sh** I don't use no cape I got my cake; I love hip hop J Cole, Don Trip, Drake, Big Sean n***a wanna act we can get improve Bread on me that's a garlic knot Tats out and my hair long Loud sh**, Weird noise Like B.o.B., Got airplanes Not one J got a pair or more Folarin b**h releast n***a in this ho Shoutout to them n***as who still f** with me at Interscope My ambition to blow This is why I'm in this fo' Women at my pole This is oh so much like getting votes I make her kitten moist This is why her n***a mad I just give her bigger O's He just get her bigger bags I'm an a**hole, so what my b**hes like it? I'm why she get excited You why she buy the vices The tightest writer to write, dopest flower to quote it I'm zonin; I'm in Seattle with Little Cheyenne and Tony What up? My sister and them, All my n***as listening I be one and done'ing hoes like Crawford at Michigan Realest n***a told you that, Cloey love me more than rap b**h I got that Kobe game, b**h you got that Kobe rap DMV we on the map, it's over for these corny n***as Wicked ambition go give this sh** a coroner visit Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions I'm on one, we on weed but she on E She so fly, she so fine, but she so shy but I'm a don see? No car key and I mean that Cause I show fur, no bikini wax My Moschino that fire, bet you never seen that Swear this closet full of heat, b**h I never need a match Undefeated, GS in a t-shirt and my Leaders hat Change of scenery, I'm Al Pacino Willy Beaman yeah Turned into a shark and I got that from all this DC crap f** yo b**h to The Weeknd, I ain't speaking bout that CD player But shout to that OVO, Shout out to the whole T.O Shout YMCMB, MMG we run the globe This the district where politicians is f**ing goons And I done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news A neutral mover, truly cool with a bunch of crews Better keep a shooter, there's always one with something to prove Nice for that war, trying to see my daughter walk Keep wifey in La Perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost Always keep a dodie on on me, I ain't for that Maury talk A 40 of that OE, Casey Veggie my homie Out in LA I'm fakin' hitting switches This ain't mine, it's Ricky, but shhh don't tell my b**hes I swear I love my music, I truthfully hate this business I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women Intuitively and gifted, Too empty, this is Lipton Hallucinating from Rufilin, Who is saying is iller? n***a, I got that Dilla, Premo, Swizzy flow Women front, they get its cold She never play no games with me so I never get her Coach I'm supposed to boast, this lyrical overdose n***as George Foreman grillin', sh** I spit that rope-a-dope She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke White boys gon set the mood, yeah, that's word to Hall & Oates And it's still f** everybody I run the Summer, don't plan on sharing potties Shoutout yo baby momma, that b**h is sorta fine That yellow b**h, a lot of face, she that emoticon Got a bunch of haters, but I got more to count Mohammed got a little mac, don't get your shoulder popped I don't really know a lot, but I hope these people know my heart My Nomo could be found in stores with a jersey only Nomo got Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch If I'm getting geechy I can rock three chains on either block DC maybe PG MMG sh** please do understand it The only team more powerful? Sasha and Malia family Malia family, We the family I give these b**hes my seed, swear they don't need a nanny Won't see me in the Phantom til a n***a see a Grammy