[Intro: Tags, River Moon, william crooks]
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Uh, yuh, uh
You already know what the fuck it is
100% pure unadulterated music guaranteed
Umru drop it on 'em
(umru said I'm cute!)
[Verse 1: River Moon, william crooks, Cali Cartier]
Uh, Viv West on the chest (Yes)
That's Gucci on the dress (Dress!)
You bitches came in with the last seasons
That's the reason my n***as ain't impressed
Uh, who's number one? (Number 1) (Who number one?)
I throw it up and now who wanna run (number 1!)
I'm just playin for fun like a street fighter bitch
But my name ain't no Chun (u-umru you crazy for this shit)
Uh, I'm sexy
That pussy poppin like Pepsi
Yo baby daddy he tеxt me
Yeah he just tryna imprеss me
Respect me, I'm flexin
We drivin off of two tessies
Bitch I'm ballin like testes (Who number one?)
Wish he had me like Jesse (Who number one?)
[Hook: Cali Cartier, William Crooks, River Moon]
(Let's goo)
Who number 1?
Who number 1? (whoo!)
Who number 1? (You wish you had Jesse's girl?)
Who number 1?
Who number 1? (Who number 1?)
Who number 1? (Who number 1?)
Who number 1? (Who number 1?)
Who number 1? (Who number 1?)
(Aaron Cartier best rapper.com!!!)
[Verse 2: Cali Cartier, william crooks]
Hotter, so hotter hotter hotter hotter
Hotter, so hotter hotter hotter hotter
Hotter, so hotter hotter hotter hotter
Hotter, so hotter hotter hotter hotter
(Damnnn)
Get to the money, money, keep it runnin'
Get to the money, money, keep it runnin'
Get to the money, money, keep it runnin' (Who number o-one?)
Get to the money, money, keep it runnin'
[Verse 3: jedwill, william crooks, River Moon, (Tags)]
[?] ain't here for play
[?] music in my ears [?]
Got ideas, pretentious you know I'm not [?]
I run this shit [?]
I throw all this shade, they throw it away
All they do is critique but they got in the way
[?] free dog, so they say
That's why I have the audacity
(Audacity! SONG Music!)
Hahaha
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(Oh shit River Moon's back in the booth, get the fuck back)
Hahaha... yo
[Reprise: River Moon, william crooks]
I got molly in my Telfar bag, swag (swag!)
Faggots love me but I'd rather fuck they dad, slag (fuck!)
What they call me when I landed out in London town
I like it when he lick me up and down, go to town
[Verse 4: Tony Velour, william crooks]
(Big Tony, they not ready for this one)
Woah, damn, I'm on ten
I'm tryna hear the same song (S-SONG Music)
Ion care bout your top ten
Give me the aux, take my phone
Shhh, cut that shit! (Cut that shit out!)
I hope you don't take it wrong
I'm tryna hear the same shit
Don't give fuck bout your playlist (Big Tony!)
I'm tryna hear the same song
I'm tryna hear the same song
I hope you don't take it wrong
Shhh, cut that shit!
Give me the aux, take my phone (Take my phone!)
I'm tryna hear the same shit
Don't give fuck bout your playlist
(Rodney Chome talk yo shit)
[Verse 5: Rodney Chrome, william crooks]
Shove your face in a toilet bowl (Ugh!)
You just halftime I'm the Super Bowl
Sweet n***a high cholesterol
Got your n***a on my testicles (Nuts!)
My n***a gon get it like MJ (Yuh)
Big ol' booty like Kim K (Yuh)
My head go crazy no Kanye (Yuh)
Put your nose in it, give me that Beyoncé (Yuh)
Rock my boat, baby, do it like Ashante (Yuh)
Lock the door then come in and take off the panties (Yuh)
Swing from rope feel like chimpanzee
Hope you float when dive into my sheet
Pussy stay wet, it's the coastline
I'm so fly I should make my own airline
They say Chrome so dope he doing coke lines
Cutting n***as off harder than a deadline
Talking shit but you built like a stop sign
Me and all my bitches eating Popeyes
My name Chrome man, you see it in the headlines
I'm on these bitches head more than their hairline
Putting on lipstick, going ballistic
Fucking your bitch, yeah she my new mistress
Sucking on limp dick, she leaving limpin'
Hair go long, that's all Marge Simpson
Make you go missing, my only mission (damn!)
Flossing on bitches but I hate the dentist
I'm on your wishlist, it is not Christmas
I'm slaying these hoes, listen
[Verse 6: 4kmirage, william crooks]
What can I say? (You just got caught in 4kmirage bitch)
We live in a industry
My Swarovski Johnny Dang
I'm with Yung Skrrt I'm with Tony
I'm with the SONG group (SONG music)
You hang around with the wrong crew
On the highway to hell like I'm Andrew
With the Tamagotchi like I'm Ando
I'm a Cartier'GOD like Aaron
Call me Dutchman cause I'm fly
Call me Dutchman cause I'm swipin all these cards up in the Stripe (Beep beep beep)
I don't need a reason why
I just be countin 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 K
All the way up to the sky bitch
[Verse 7: Yung Skrrt, william crooks]
(Yung Skrrrrrt)
I got the tech, machiney on me
Make you a wish, the genie on me
I don't even want no feeling on me
I am the one, the O N L E
I got the bullets the Neo on me
Get you too cold, the frio on me
I got the green, the Ceelo on me
But one ain't enough, I make it a three (I can't stop floating)
Hah, goin' ahead with no fear
Til I got that bling on my finger
So you never gon hit my ringer
Countin to the Cashapp, countin to the tax app
So much money make you shed a tear
Hit me on Venmo yeah I need mo' mo
Drop it from the face to the ears, hah
[Verse 8: Andrew Goes to Hell, william crooks, Kenny Beats]
(A-A-Andrew goes to H E double hockey sticks!) (Ooomrooo)
Had to make a couple bands by my lonely
No stimulus but they owe me
Sippin yerb, hit me up like roadie
Knock the socks off now they all got cold feet (umru drop it on em)
I'm with Alice Gas in the Ferrari
Shit we cookin up is like a bar-B-Q
Check my pedigree I roll up with Dog Show
Send em back and [?] make em sit like [?] (Aaaaa)
(Ahhhh) I can't hear you, little louder
I can't hear you, little louder
Ooooh, little louder
Ooooh, little louder
[Hook: Cali Cartier, william crooks, Andrew Goes to Hell, (Tags)]
Who number 1? Ooooh
Who number 1?
Who number 1? Ooooh
Who number 1?
SONG Music cypher unlimited lossless no compression high quality
Who number 1? Ooooh (Who number 1?)
Who number 1? (Who number 1?)
Who number 1? Ooooh (Who number 1?)
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Who number 1? SEBii knock em out the box (Who number 1?)
[Verse 9: SEBii, william crooks]
So busy with school (School!)
Even though I'm cool (Cool!)
Diamonds on my jewels (Whew)
I just break the rules
I just break the ice
Don't look, I just [?]
Pay the price, that's my vice
Satisfy my appetite
(Staple God put a staple in 'em)
[Verse 10: Staple God, william crooks with Tags, NEUTRA]
You cannot do like we do it
umru make beat and we use it
You are not nice like my crew is
We make the song like it's music (SONG Music)
I switch up my flow don't reuse it
I sip on the brew it go stupid
I picked up a wrench and then threw it (Ouch)
They pull up my music and cue it
Yeah, I still got cash and I just got the Cashapp
I'm with the cats and you at where the rats at
I sip the brew it be giving me flashbacks
I feel like Max I be rendering fat stacks
Staple God do it so abstract, that's no cap
(Staple God do it so abstract, so abstract, that's no cap)
(Get the [?] sauce, it's the young god T-T-TYGKO!)
[Verse 11: TYGKO, william crooks]
Streaming ain't paying enough, gotta be kidding me
They could triple and double it, it would not be a penny
You could put me outside anywhere I would not like the police
I'm tryna put ice on my homies, I look so nice in my clothing
I puff a pipe with the OG, then I slide like the snow
And I make a pile of my opponent, to smiley emoji
Why am I alive in the dystopian part of the story
I got a big big brain I can hardly control it, TYKGO n***a (Take a breath!)
[Verse 12: Mohawk Johnson, william crooks, Pennywise]
You might get jumped ain't no kangaroo n***a (Mohawk Johnson)
Ain't got no dad I'm like Kanga's Roo n***a (pulled pork sandwiches!)
Y'all n***as sweet like a honeydew n***a
But lot of the streets call me avenue n***a
You mad cause your parents ain't proud of you n***a
I'll beat the shit outa crowd of you n***as
Y'all sounding stupid I'm honor roll n***a
Y'all just some puppets to conquer ol' n***a
Fucking with me is like stepping on Legos
I don't drink syrup, boy, I ain't no Eggo
Y'all is a whisper, boy, I'm a crescendo
I'm a dom not a switch so don't play with me -tendo
Y'all n***as Jokers, y'all so Jared Leto (Hah, Jokere, hah)
I'm on location like I was some echos
I am the shit like might drink some espresso (F-F-Free Mohawk!)
Play your cards right and you might get to settle
[Verse 13: ando, william crooks]
It's impossible to look away from me (andosux!)
Andy lookin pretty on a TV screen
Andy wearin Fortune in a magazine (Bitch)
Andy with a girlfriend in the sunny streets
That's so wrong, that's so wrong
C'mon Andy, that's so wrong
You're so wrong, that's so wrong
Can't we all just get along (I heard you're drinkin bogwater!)
[Verse 14: Petal Supply, william crooks]
Petal Supply, hundred thousand!
Baby, you only want me
Now 'cause I'm a pop star
I'm so famous that it hurts
Bring me in the studio
Poppin' like the charts now
Baby I'm so famous (I'm so famous)
Baby I'm so famous, now
Baby I'm so famous, now (so famous)
Baby I'm so famous, now
It hurts, it hurts
Baby I'm so famous, now
Baby I'm so famous, now
Baby I'm so famous, now
It hurts, it hurts
[Verse 15: Lucy Lohan, william crooks]
Yeah, yeah, woah (Lucy Lohan do it to em'!)
I got racks all on my jeans (racks!)
In the Uber Pool poppin pills with my fiends
White girl calling up my phone I lost beauty sleep
Fuck, shit, run up a routine
I don't give a fuck bout nothin I wanna get rich (no! no!)
Real talk high as fuck I'm barely on pitch
I'm smokin on gas, I need a refuel
I-I'm smokin on gas, I need a refuel (woah!)
[Verse 16: shaliek, william crooks]
Yeah (Enron drip god! Shaliek!)
I got my shades on I feel fantastic
DJ put my record on, God's late, he in traffic
I like Dijon, yeah not Grey Poupon
You would think I'm boo'd up
But that's my doula
Giving me dulla oblongata
Like my name was Trey Songz
Uh, thought I lost another one
It's all fun and games til a n***a take it too serious
[?] to a 41
All that bitches be talkin n***a we ain't hearin that
Uh, thought I lost another one
It's all fun and games til a n***a take it too serious
[?] to a 41
All that bitches be talkin n***a we ain't hearin
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[Verse 17: Left at London, william crooks]
([?] on the ground, seven point one!)
If you’re handing me the cord to the speakers
I might play myself (Left At London, what the fuck?)
Every song too damn good (Song Music)
I guess I blame myself (Song Music)
Black out, & the tracks out
Get stacks, then I cash out, Oh-aah
Man, I entertain myself ([?])
I should explain myself (Gang, gang)
I’m trying, implying:
I’m smiling, but I’m barely surviving
Too many letters away from being A-list
So I’m never on a playlist
They love me 'cause I’m famous
They hate me on the exact same basis, it’s baseless
(And we still number one)
[Verse 18: Fraxiom, william crooks, NEUTRA]
Probably wanna bites a these
Think you are a shit no niciteities ([?] Fraxiom)
I put every bridge on ice I could and set match (Listen music)
Came to one conclusion, you're fucked (Song Music)
Project on me I'm not blank wall
Acting opposite I'm appalled
Starting anything that you want
Haven't touched my music in months
I don't have friends anymore 'cause they literally burn shit in my house
I can't start trends anymore 'cause I'm waking up wondering if I burn down
This is not a game right now
Get a new reality a minute
Honestly I don't know how I stay with it
Some of my friends got too into business
Pop star 5 points gotta make none
Flop hard no songs gotta fake some
Why song so hard, why I'm with song (Song Music)
One hit make you yak like a piss bong
Can umru turn the snare down?
I bet holding my cellphone makes me feel so cool like really cool
Why?
'Cause its 5G and it has notifications and it's 90% charged
You're like what, you're like 12 (Woah)
No signal, 2 emails at best, fuck out of here (Hello)
[Verse 19: NEUTRA, william crooks, Tags]
(NEUTRA pop o-o-out, pull up, Song, Song)
NEUTRA living breathing song
Singing, dancing all night long-ong-ong
NEUTRA, something feels wrong
Yea that's 'cause I'm fucking coming for you stupid bitch
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Die song
umru cypher, die song
(Get the fuck-)
Woah (hang on)
(Get the fuck outta here! Song Music, sound of the future spaceship in the ocean with a bazooka. Hundred doll- Hundred dollars, they can't make song like us, they don't do song like us, music, high definition!)
[Verse 20: william crooks & umru]
On my foot I got one shoe
Wish I had the other one, I would have two (Wait) (I would have two!)
Will, is that- is, that's your whole verse
Yeah, that's it
You- you can't
Who the fuck you thought this was?
Alright, whatever man, you can- it's long enough as it is, hahaha
Song Music, bitch!
umru, drop it on em!
[Hook: Cali Cartier, william crooks, River Moon, (Tags)]
Who number 1? (Woo!)
Who number 1?
Who number 1? (Hm)
Who number 1? (umru said I'm cute)
Who number 1?
Who number 1? (Uh, who's number 1?)
Who number 1?
Who number 1? (Still number one)
Who number 1?
Who number 1?
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