Lyrics of 'IM ON ONE (feat. Drake)' by Future

Hol' up, wait
That's that bitch (Torey, I know what to do with it)
That's that gas, that global high
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I'm on one, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah
I'm on one, I'm on one
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I'm on one, I'm on one

My lil' one sprayed the clip and threw his arm out of place
We too damn rich to worry 'bout a murder case
Tellin' on yourself is the only way you wanna escape
Call me Michael Phelps for swimmin' in your bitch face

Pop a Adderall so I can focus, count this cake
Skinny nigga, but my pockets out of shape
ATL nigga, all the cars California plates
Fight for my niggas, they gon' get it brack, brackin'

4 Tray gangsters, they gon' get it crack, crackin'
ABK gon' walk a nigga down, straight-jacket
Niggas go psychotic 'bout this shit, ain't just rappin'
Niggas pullin' robberies in this bitch, we ain't just trappin'

If another body drop, the feds might just snatch me
Man down, I'ma be overseas when it happen
Word around town, got them P's in the attic
I'm applyin' pressure in the field, John Madden

Hundred thou' vacuumed sealed up, I'm just stackin' it
Finessin' is a sport, caught me a yellow one like Fabolous
Four-twenty-five, two stone, check the clarity
I'm on one, I'm on one, yeah

Hol' up, slow down
Wait, catch up (catch up)
I'm on one
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I'm on one, I'm on one
I got a different type of body built (yeah)

All my hoes rockin' Audemar (hol' up)
All my hoes rockin' Rollie, Audemar, Patek (hol' up)
Bustdown thotiana, bustdown thotiana
Bust down a thotty with a bustdown, yeah

I hate bein' in my feels, I hate twenty dollar bills
We too famous to be goin' on no drills, naw, for real
Never been up to my record label, never knew the deal
Said she wanna see the world and she tired of sittin' still

I'ma take her ass to Paris, fuck her on that Ferris wheel
Take her to see Cristiano, fuck her in that Benz Viano
Champions League, shit, there'll be a driver for you on arrival
When I finally see ya, all I wanna see is

Right hand, right knee, left hand, left knee
Make that ass wave, make that ass jet ski, what?
I don't know why the fuck niggas tryna test me, what?
I'm just all about my goals like Ovechkin, what?

I'm just all about my goals like I'm Messi, what?
Bein' messy, shit do not impress me, what?
I could never be your man, I'm your bestie, what?
And I never liked you niggas, so don't text me

I'm on one, I'm on one (okay, okay)
Outside my body, I'm on one (okay, okay)
Yeah, hol' up, wait, slow down, catch up (okay, okay)
Yeah

All my hoes rockin' Audemar
All my hoes rockin' Rollie, Audemar, Patek
Bustdown thotiana, bustdown thotiana
Bust down a thotty with a bustdown
Okay, okay
Grrt