• 標題:One Up (Explicit)
  • 歌手:Central Cee
  • 專輯:No More Leaks (Explicit)
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    One Up - Central Cee
    Composed by:Central Cee
    Uh they think they got one up on us
    Don't trust *****es out all my dargs there's some I can trust Huh
    They think they got one up on us That's what they think
    Got PTSD nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us
    Baow baow baow
    Lekaa Beats
    The fake do a good job blending in with the real these days
    But I still tell the difference
    Realness get recognition I recognised that from a distance
    See it from far Wait
    Bare ANPR told bro Beg you don't smoke weed in the car 'Low it
    It feels good to see me in the charts
    I used to hit shots sell rock and link in parks Alright
    You've been warned I'll ring the alarm
    They talk 'bout the trap they ain't been in it once
    YG got the trench coat on it's black and long like a Christian nun
    Tryna locate me a new plate I don't put trust in vintage guns
    Stop winging and go get some money
    What's wrong with these self-inflicted bums Alright
    For my livelihood push white in my hood
    But I don't recommend it there's no longevity
    Central don't forget me money don't make me lose my memory
    A2 Anti do man badly do that gladly Baow baow baow
    I treat every day like a Monday morning
    I treat every month like a January
    DTB I don't trust *****es
    Out all my dargs there's some I can trust
    Won't even lie I got PTSD
    Nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us
    I left home when I was fourteen
    YJ was ten and the man of the house
    We go from babies straight to men
    Get some money relive your childhood
    Shawty think that I'm childish Why
    Tryna pull down my trousers
    Rip man out of my Calvin's Kleins
    Out of sight out of mind
    We ain't gotta jump out this ride
    Unwind the window keep it simple
    Try hit man off his mountain bike
    Link up with the ganja farmer
    Cuttin' down plants no agriculture
    Leave it to God we don't practice obeah
    Plan it correct we gon' catch him Haha
    I can't go broke that's a no-no
    Can't fall off that's awkward Awks
    My chain cost sixty thousand
    Cool that's a club performance Alright
    I don't like braggin'
    I'm a lowlife but I like high fashion
    Amiri denim
    It cost an arm and a leg and the jeans still saggin'
    Bro's still chinging bro's still trapping
    Yinging and Yanging I need more balance
    Baby I just wanna ****
    I'm sorry I don't wanna meet your parents