[Hook: D. Chamberz]
I be on my 1, 2
I fly by when I drive through
It’s no telling what I’m gon do. (Wussup!)
But it’s one thing, I be on my 1, 2
I be on my 1, 2
I fly by when I drive through
It’s no telling what I’m gon do. (Wussup!)
But it’s one thing, I be on my 1, 2
[Verse 1: D. Chamberz]
You know five boroughs, but six is Coney island
Seven is Far Roc, where all the homies wyling
When you got zeros, gotta be on your 1, 2
Double that, double that… Times two
Be on my one two, cuz dudes be funny
Straight politics, he ain’t all bout the money
Pysch I’m lying, like my name is Mufasa
But if you slow it down, it’s like I said it moves faster
Live that J.A.G. L.I.F.E, swerve a little different
Models I attract be African Egyptians
Latino mamis, Russian, or Caucasian
Be on my 1, 2, but there’s one I spend my days with
Cooler than HOV and Solange in the elevator
Get out, 1, 2
Onto hella paper
Add up, multiply, whatever’s gon’ elevate us
You thinkin’ negative?
That’s what separate us
[Hook: D. Chamberz]
I be on my 1, 2
I fly by when I drive through
It’s no telling what I’m gon do. (Wussup!)
But it’s one thing, I be on my 1, 2
I be on my 1, 2
I fly by when I drive through
It’s no telling what I’m gon do. (Wussup!)
But it’s one thing, I be on my 1, 2
[Verse 2: Fred The Godson]
It’s Gordo, Frederico!
I be on my 1, 2
Forty for a key, seventy if you want two
Then Gordo go with the money talk
I bring dough when I go to court
Switch flows just the way I talk, pardon the bar
Got a lot on my chest, Dolly Parton the god
I’m the Bronx, Brooklyn is D.Chamberz
You vital sign fail, I think you would see Kramer
See me, banger
They play theyselves when the beam’s on em like a CD changer, shit
Thick chain when I her
Like the Yankees had the pitch a game, Tanaka
Any beef, fifth aim and the chopper
Your best bet is cooperate
I’ll come back when that one through
Frederico, back on his one two
[Hook: D. Chamberz]
I be on my 1, 2
I fly by when I drive through
It’s no telling what I’m gon do. (Wussup!)
But it’s one thing, I be on my 1, 2
I be on my 1, 2
I fly by when I drive through
It’s no telling what I’m gon do. (Wussup!)
But it’s one thing, I be on my 1, 2
[Verse 3: D. Chamberz]
No 9 to 5, but I get the job done
Flossing so hard I make a hater rob something
Drake was in Perfections same night as Meek Mill
Long as I was shining, strippers gave me the same feel
Band in my hand, bottle in the other
Make the club jump, I ain’t like these other suckas
I be movin, I be grooving
Talking fashion to these models
Know about that bread, American dollar
I swear I’m the best, somebody call Khaled
Drop a few racks, let me know that it’s valid
Shoutout to my Zoe’s, you know Redd Eyezz is my people
Miami CJ, you know my contacts lethal
Yachts on Star Island, not to far from the stars
Retired hustlers, blowing on cigars
Every move I make is getting bigger and better
I ain’t concerned with you rats, I’m off to this cheddar. (Wussup!)
[Hook: D. Chamberz]
I be on my 1, 2
I fly by when I drive through
It’s no telling what I’m gon do. (Wussup!)
But it’s one thing, I be on my 1, 2
I be on my 1, 2
I fly by when I drive through
It’s no telling what I’m gon do. (Wussup!)
But it’s one thing, I be on my 1, 2
