Sulaiman One And Done
[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
What the f..ck is this?
Fire team said he died holding on his grip
Blowin' piff in a spliff like a young bloke
I'm Ta-Nehisi when it comes to the lush Coates
Deliver clutch quotes, dose diggity
Back to the future I produce my own trilogy
Now I see ya stupor but you stupid if you tardy
Don't be mad and try to call me ain't no room in the Bugatti
Swerving wit' a Persian who can only speak in Farsi
Pussy so wet she started drowning in the car seat
Darcy Marci Auntie Aubrey applaud me
I'm flossy salty shoulda been a orthodon-ti...
I be in her mouth like a filling
Come close to the end and then I be like in addendum
Back back lemme kill em'
Canadian tuxedo when the fit is all denim
Double RL to the smell of the skinning
[Chorus]
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
[Verse 3: Sulaiman]
What man lift up any citizen he see that need it
Gave up Hennessy i think I'll stick to being weeded
Blowing clouded crowded ain't no way around it
Whole closet form fitted where yo f..ckin' stylist
Mileage on my hustle in Burkina Faso
Telling my brothers ain't much different when we in Chicago
They could dig it like a fossil we can see tomorrow
So ain't no wonder why yo empty threats be ringing hollow
I'm already in 2019
2020 paper comin' clear as Visine
Giancarlo Judge only hitters on my team
How nightmares fare all dependent on the dream
And the dreamers all the teachers and the steamers
It's a big mess to clean up tap the shoulder get the fiend up
Thank God that I'm Black
Til' this day I ain't seen anything that's stronger than that
[Chorus]
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
[Verse 3: Sulaiman]
Don't try fore I show you water turn to wine bro
Fake edits trynna take credit we decline those
Spine so curved from writing these curse words
Wiring birds niggas be dying to serve first
I was cursed with ridiculously good looks
Sauce is a recipe unwritten in the cookbooks
Don't get greedy with habibi for good tush
And End up exposing ya queen as you took rooks
That's yo third mistake
1 and 2 was bussin' moves and trynna serve the Jake
Hop curb and try to swerve the gate
And hit the fire escape
They still bussin', and i don't feel nothing
A fire wheel rolling down the highest hill brushing
All of the weed leaves i wanted to deep breathe
He's T'd...turn the volume way past ten
Yo I'm ready coach lemme get in
[Chorus]
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done
I'm one are we done