Only One Up - Juicy J

Yeah nigga

That Bombay, Lemonade mane

Got a nigga fucked up over here mane you know what I’m saying?

In the studio putting in this work nigga

Let’s get It

I’m the only one up

Like I just popped me a Molly and dropped me a flat in my cup

I’m the only one up

Like I just hit me a lick, off by myself with the stick

You don’t even exist

I’m the only one up

Right by myself with the stick

You don’t even exist

I’m the only one up

Like I just popped me a Molly and dropped me a flat in my cup

I’m the only one up

Like I just hit me a lick, by myself with the stick

I’m the only one up

Right by myself with the stick

You don’t even exist

I’m the only one up

Right by myself with the stick

You don’t even exist

I’m the only one up

I’m the only one up

I got your rent in my cup

got on my feet

Prolly done worn these 'bout once

Your savings account on my neck

I’m ballin' out nothin' but net

Point the AK at they chest

Fuck niggas that show some respect

Niggas be hatin', niggas be petty

I’m living like the connect

You tryna get it, you want that bag

Learn how to dig and finesse

You tryna whip, you tryna flip it

Nigga learn how to invest

You said you with it, but can’t put a ticket

My nigga I’m not as impressed

Got a lil' thot on the mollies I think her name Molly

She came in a dress

Throw hundreds all over lil' shawty

The time of her life, she won’t ever regret

Putting in work and working these bitches without even breaking a sweat

I swear sometime I be feeling like Nike 'cause I’m pulling off with a check

I’m the only one up

Like I just popped me a Molly and dropped me a flat in my cup

I’m the only one up

Like I just hit me a lick, off by myself with the stick

You don’t even exist

I’m the only one up

Right by myself with the stick

You don’t even exist

I’m the only one up

Like I just popped me a Molly and dropped me a flat in my cup

I’m the only one up

Like I just hit me a lick, by myself with the stick

I’m the only one up

Right by myself with the stick

You don’t even exist

I’m the only one up

Right by myself with the stick

You don’t even exist

I’m the only one up

I’m the only one up

Guess I should tell you what’s up

I taught them niggas 'bout fuckin' shit up

I spent 10 bands in the store it ain’t nothin'

I’m too busy counting, pourin' shit up

Hella wasted fuckin' more shit up

I’m on fire, I be blowing shit up

Got the gangbangers throwing shit up

Aye, all of these bottles I can’t even drink it all

I’ll pour it all on a slut

All of this OG I can’t even it smoke it all nigga you came for the puff

All of these racks on me I tried to blow it all took me more than a month

I’m still on not started way back in the day and I’m prolly the only one up