Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm The 1, artist - Cash Kidd. Date of issue: 23.12.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm The 1 |
| Nah, though, for real, though, be honest, though |
| What you gon' do if I just smacked the shit out you? |
| Like for real, though |
| Ayy, look |
| I’m the one with all the hoes, niggas know it |
| All my bitches demons, be with animals like Noah |
| Rich stepper, said she love how I don’t show it |
| Ugly Black rich nigga, feel like Boa |
| Why all the cameras goin' off? 'Cause I got motion |
| Runnin' up a check, I used to have roaches |
| Ironic 'cause my bitch a Barbie and she frozen |
| Double-C on her hand, it ain’t Coca-Cola |
| Blah-blah, whatever, ho, shut the fuck up |
| Your nigga broke and you disgust me 'cause you fuck bums |
| She said all niggas the same, told her uh-uh |
| They wanna fuck you, I just want you for them hunduns |
| How you gon' jump me if I’m ridin' with a hun' bun? |
| Clip swirl in the middle like a hon' bun |
| She suckin' dick, throwin' gang signs, thug love |
| FedEx keep droppin' off Apples like Grubhub |
| Trust me, I got no relations with the ho |
| She ain’t makin' pizza, but I made her hit the door |
| Said she want Gucci, Louis to the floor |
| Feel like King Von, I just hit her with the O, bitch |
| I don’t give a fuck, what you tellin' me for? |
| Eyein' like he tough, might have to leave, bro |
| Diamond in the rough, we’ll turn the beat on |
| Still’ll walk right out and bust, let my car keys go, nigga |
| I’m the one with all the hoes, niggas know it |
| All my bitches demons, be with animals like Noah |
| Rich stepper, said she love how I don’t show it |
| Ugly Black rich nigga, feel like Boa |
| Why all the cameras goin' off? 'Cause I got motion |
| Runnin' up a check, I used to have roaches |
| Ironic 'cause my bitch a Barbie and she frozen |
| Double-C on her hand, it ain’t Coca-Cola |
| Big Cuban on my neck, bitch, I’m glowin' |
| You ain’t got no water on, you look like Moses |
| I’m washin' off the Hellcat like it ain’t stolen |
| Finna give this bitch a tune-up, Nickelodeon |
| Your bitch think I’m all that like Nickelodeon |
| Right now, she in timeout for suckin' inappropriate |
| I got all type of flavors, Neapolitan |
| Big mansion got a lot of halls like pneumonia hit |
| I’m on Gunston and McNichols with the stick hangin' |
| Fuckin' on an opp ho, your man a bitch, ain’t he? |
| Just finished hoopin', she gon' suck it while the dick stankin' |
| We puttin' 'bows in the air like when it quit rainin' |
| I got two words for the opps, quit danglin' |
| Voice echo in the mansion like this bitch vacant |
| Ever since he lost his baby like a temptation |
| His crew got more soft like a tenth-grader |
| I’m the one with all the hoes, niggas know it |
| All my bitches demons, be with animals like Noah |
| Rich stepper, said she love how I don’t show it |
| Ugly Black rich nigga, feel like Boa |
| Why all the cameras goin' off? 'Cause I got motion |
| Runnin' up a check, I used to have roaches |
| Ironic 'cause my bitch a Barbie and she frozen |
| Double-C on her hand, it ain’t Coca-Cola |
| Whoop, you know I still got my Glock on me |
| I’ll put you in a trick bag, and we not homies |
| Brodie hit a brick across the head and put a knot on him |
| I don’t want no friendly hoes around me, what you got for me? |
| Broke bitches jump in my DM and I ignore 'em |
| It ain’t no money over there, then I ain’t goin' |
| Marc don’t even wanna talk to the bitch if she ain’t scorin' |
| You know what happen when you water flowers, they start growin' |
| You know what happen when you play with us, we start blowin' |
| Got the killers with me goin' state to state, now they tourin' |
| Got a sale for a lil' P, meet me on the Warren |
| Rich stepper, if you catch me in a striker, it’s a foreign |
| Cash Kidd trailin' me, feds tellin' him the horn |
| Hangin' out the window tryna figure out who really goin' |
| I’m a bean and pie seller, nigga, you’s a lil' fella |
| I’m the one with all the hoes, niggas know it |
| All my bitches demons, be with animals like Noah |
| Rich stepper, said she love how I don’t show it |
| Ugly Black rich nigga, feel like Boa |
| Why all the cameras goin' off? 'Cause I got motion |
| Runnin' up a check, I used to have roaches |
| Ironic 'cause my bitch a Barbie and she frozen |
| Double-C on her hand, it ain’t Coca-Cola |