Only One - Londynn B

We got London on da Track

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Let me pop my shit

London, let me pop my shit (Ooh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Let me pop my shit

Ooh, let me pop my shit

Only one to do it, I’m the only one who knew it

Only one influence, I’m the only one they choosing, yeah, yeah

They don’t want no problems, problems

They don’t want no problems, problems

I came in ballin', bitch came in callin'

I just have to tie my shoes, 'cause I can’t win falling (Skrrt)

Pull up on 'em, make 'em (Work)

All my bitches gotta (Twerk)

I’ma hit 'em (Where it hurt, yeah, yeah, yeah, verse)

Got 'em sick, she need a (Nurse)

Throw the money in my (Purse)

You can hear it in my (Verse)

I’m the shit, I’m the shit

Catch the drip, froze my wrist

Eat it up, leave a tip

In the front like a VIP

Pour the liquor on her tits

Got a check, then made it flip

Double three, then made it six

I just came to pop my shit (Woah, woah, woah)

Now we back at it again (Blaow)

I like 'em both 'cause they twins (Blaow)

I’m going in for the win (Blaow)

I flip the ones into tens, hah

Only one to do it, I’m the only one who knew it

Only one influence, I’m the only one they choosing, yeah, yeah

They don’t want no problems, problems

They don’t want no problems

I’m in London, got my beat from London

I just be getting dough, if that’s something you didn’t know (Yeah, yeah)

Roll down the window when I’m getting my blunt rolled (Woo, woo)

Say that they go hard but I never seen them though (Never, never)

I put the pen down when I’m switching my tempo, yeah, yeah

Fuck with my niggas that pullin' on triggers that got a hit

I’m goin' up with the price like I just drive with Lyft (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Paper on paper on paper, I guess I gotta print (Yeah, yeah)

I came from sleeping on floors, you never seen the lint (Yeah, yeah)

Pull up on them niggas, make 'em bob and weave (Skrrt)

We just wanna party, she ain’t tryna leave (Skrrt)

We ain’t really hearing what you gotta say (Nah)

We ain’t really hearing what you gotta say (Nah)

Pull up on them niggas, make 'em bob and weave (Skrrt)

We just wanna party, she ain’t tryna leave (Skrrt)

We ain’t really hearing what you gotta say (Nah)

We ain’t really hearing what you gotta say (Nah)

Fuck it up (Fuck it up), poke it out (Poke it out), yeah, yeah

Another route (Route), want the clout (Clout), yeah, yeah

What they gon' tell me now?

No, they can’t smell me, yeah

I got my LV’s, yeah

Eat it up, healthy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Like they know me (Know me)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

They can’t hold me (Hold me)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was lonely (Lonely)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Now they owe me (Owe me)

Fuck it up (Fuck it up), poke it out (Poke it out), yeah, yeah

Another route (Route), want the clout (Clout), yeah, yeah

What they gon' tell me now?

No, they can’t smell me, yeah

I got my LV’s, yeah

Eat it up, healthy