Childish Gambino - One Up lyrics

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[Hook: Childish Gambino]

Yea, we party ‘til the sun up

You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up

You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up

We got that extra life, nigga one up

[Verse 1: Steve G Lover]

Fuck the recession, I’ma keep this thing going

If you ain’t know 'em, I bet you probably still work for ‘em

Chick from Bermuda, that’s right I get my work foreign

They don’t get paid, I got hard dick and purp for 'em

Niggas out of line, get a shovel in the dirt for ‘em

Niggas wanna move, get the trucks and the shirt for ‘em

OG status, my job’s got perks for ‘em

Money, clothes, hoes, you ain’t ever gotta search for ‘em

You know what I’m doing, nigga I’ma do things

Getting to the money, I guess I got a few things

Fifteen nines, five dimes, only two chains

Smoke like Jamaicans, run it like I’m Usain

Fresh from the haircut down to the shoestrings

Hoes talk about me, I’ma need a new name

Steve G the prince, I’m looking like the new king

All I do is win so who the hell’s losing

[Hook] X2

[Verse 2: Childish Gambino]

Bino what the dealy, I heard that flow was silly

I heard you was so east side and that pussy's your Achilles

But really it’s time to get up, smoking on that get up

Bino lay it down and work it out like a sit up

I’m feeling like a winner, my living be so easy

My old girl look Leona, my new girl look [ukemi?]

So illy, I got espressos, mi mami give me besos

Shades on my face, Armani helping me lay low

D-Money get his name, these other niggas lame

These niggas used to hate, I guess ain’t nothing changed

Shotgun in the Porsche, she don’t know where we going

American Royalty on that yolo Ralph Lauren

It’s that city where Luda be, stunting was new to me

But now we killing paper, fuck it I might just shoot a G

Leave your face open like you Breezy, I mean it

Nobody need to see nobody leaking, believe me

[Hook] X2