One Take - Lil Tjay

I got a plan to run up some bands

You tell me I can’t, I tell you, I am

Free all my brothers that’s stuck in the can

Glizzy on me, .38, it won’t jam

Opp pack, I can make you a strand

Free Mark, he went dumb off a Xan'

Fake jeans, that shit come from Japan

I be flexing, you can look at my 'Gram

Bitches see me and they know who I am

Lil Tjay, oh my God, I’m a fan

Lil Tjay, oh my God, I’m the man

I remember I was whippin' the pan

Wasn’t right, but I did what I can

Fuck it, though, 'cause I’m just livin' my life

Remember times when the day wasn’t bright

Half a pint up in a two-liter Sprite

I’ma make sure all my niggas aight

Commissary and I’m shippin' out kites

Takin' off, 'bout to book me a flight

Diamonds dancin' in the middle of night

Fire bitches started bein' polite

I remember when I wasn’t they type

Now they figure I can better they life

I ain’t listenin' to niggas' advice

Unless I feel what you tellin' me right

Fuck tomorrow, I’ma ball for tonight

I got potential to ball like I’m Mike

VVS diamonds, no regular ice

Heard a mistake when they see me on sight

Bitch, all that talkin' endanger your life

I keep a strap, Lil Tjay a dyke

Bread on my head, I could double the price, nigga

Runnin' your mouth

I’ll have my young niggas run in your house

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out

Bitch, you could mob, and no toungin' me down

Make fun of me now, they see me like, «Wow»

Niggas that hate they gon' wanna be down, runnin' your mouth

I’ll have my young niggas run in your house

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy

Designer belt holdin' my pants up

This money gon' call, I’ma answer

I used to be down, well, look at me now

I just fucked some bitch named Amanda

And bitches be blingin' my hotline

Drop top at the stop sign

You say that you flexin', boy, stop lyin'

And your bitch an eater, she not mine

And I’m goin' straight to the top, watch how I open up shop

Fuck out my way, I don’t need you, I be great

Gettin' to it out of state

I need a bag, that’s the reason why I spaz

Every time I’m on the track

Foot on the gas, leave them niggas in the past

I remember I was trash

Down to my last, I ain’t never even ask

Now I look at y’all and laugh

Niggas be mad, why don’t you look at my dab?

It’s crazy this happened so fast

I’m on the road and I’m bringin' my bros

I’ma do it for all of the guys on the ave

Pop me a flag, pop me a tag

Sippin' dirty, I don’t know how to act

They said I’m the new A Boogie, relax

I ain’t never try to copy his swag

I’m just tryna put my hood on the map

Ellie use to live right next to the trap

Love or hate me, I’ma get to the racks

Skippin' niggas and they pull ya back

I was sleepy, I was takin' a nap

Ah, nah, nah

Runnin' your mouth

I’ll have my young niggas run in your house

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out

Bitch, you could mob, and no toungin' me down

Make fun of me now, they see me like, «Wow»

Niggas that hate they gon' wanna be down, runnin' your mouth

I’ll have my young niggas run in your house

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy

'Fore the sun even out

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out

Yo, yo, yo

Lil Tjay