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Smokepurpp – One Play Lyrics

One Play By Smokepurpp

Ronny, the beat turn me up

I fuck that bitch and then bought her a Berkin
Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
Still kick her out when I’m done, I’ma serve it
I go deep in that bitch till she told me it’s hurting

Fifty racks in this bag made off of one play
Skelly AP on my wrist, this ain’t no Dey Dey
FN right in my passenger, this my day, day
Still in the trap with them bands, get it bouncing and I send it away

Chains on my neck and it’s choking me
45 cal’ in my pants and it’s poking me
She wanna suck on my dick, told her, “Totally”
Keep a small circle, I know they gon’ fold on me

This money done turned me sour ever since niggas told on me
All these baguettes on my neck, it make me feel like I got a coat on me
They wanna ruin my name, ruin my image, they not even knowing me
They used to hate on my music, now they call and tell me, “It’s growing on me”

Been doing this and I do it with ease
Too many starting, can’t keep up with me
Fuck on that bitch, Uber pool, then she leaves
Still in the trap with that bass moving keys

I fuck that bitch and then bought her a Berkin
Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
Still kick her out when I’m done, I’ma serve it
I go deep in that bitch till she told me it’s hurting

Fifty racks in this bag made off of one play
Skelly AP on my wrist, this ain’t no Dey Dey
FN right in my passenger, this my day, day
Still in the trap with them bands, get it bouncing and I send it away

Like I’ve been fresh and they know that a young nigga been holding weight
I know she gon’ eat up the dick so that bitch getting flew out of state
They getting moved out my way
I get that drip on that bitch, ’cause I know that I’m having to much on my plate
Put you on First 48

I got some snakes in the grass but that’s all of my niggas, my niggas been slime
I got a opp in the corner and I got my Glock to kick off every time
And if I flash it, it’s sparkin’, they couldn’t even double park it
I took my guns in that bitch, you would think that I’m friends with a sargeant

I fuck that bitch and then bought her a Berkin
Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
Still kick her out when I’m done, I’ma serve it
I go deep in that bitch till she told me it’s hurting

Fifty racks in this bag made off of one play
Skelly AP on my wrist, this ain’t no Dey Dey
FN right in my passenger, this my day, day
Still in the trap with them bands, get it bouncing and I send it away