Wale - I'm On One lyrics

I am not paying no motherf**ing retail for Purple Label this Summer Folarin Ambition [Verse 1] 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 get my cake; I love hip hop J Cole, Don Trip, Drake, Big Sean n***a wanna act we can get improv 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 devices Tightest writer to write, dopest flower to quote it I'm zonin; I'm out 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, Chloe 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 There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics 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 and 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 crabs f** yo b**h to the weekend, 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 I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk Keep wifey in La Perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost Always keep a goalie on on me, I ain't for that Maury talk A 40 of that OE, Casey Veggie my homie Out in LA Im 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, to a T, this is Lipton Hallucinating from Rufilin, now who you 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 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 prize 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, plus I got more to count My homie got a Little Mac, sh** don't get your soda popped I don't really know a lot, but I hope these people know my heart My Nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only Nomo got Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch If I'm getting geetchi 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 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 [Repeated Outro: Wale Over Hook from Original Song] Ambition, pardon my ambition