On One (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & King Marie)

Look, stop goin' through my cellphone (Please)

Bae trippin', I don't know what the hell wrong

Bae dippin', she on some shit

I got her Louis luggage packed for the longest trip

I'm like, girl, you ain't my baby mama (No)

You ain't my girlfriend (No)

All up in the club, **** tryna fuck

Holdin' bottles up, get you caught up in that whirlwind

I text her like "King, what you doin'"?

I'm in the club feelin' nice

I'm on one (One, ooh)

(I hate that I ever met you, I hate that I ever met you)

Boy, when I drink wit' you

I'm on one

Damn it, boy, I hate you so much

(I hate that I ever met you)

You can blame yourself (Yourself) for doin' it to me (To me, yeah)

Damn, I hate you so much (Oh), got me feelin' like Kelis (In here)

There's so many girls to my left and my right

If I get one more drink, I'ma switch to the other side

I'm in the club feelin' nice (Oh, whoa)

I'm on one (Yeah)

(I hate that I ever met you, I hate that I ever met you)

Boy, when I drink wit' you

I'm on one

Damn it, boy, I hate you so much

(I hate that I ever met you)

In the club feelin' nice, she bet I roll the dice

She gimme that wet, wet, I give her this pipe, ooh

I fly her out when I be outta town

Fuck her in the room with the speakers loud, yeah

She gimme head on the highway

She say her favorite position is sideways, whoa, whoa

Found out she ain't the only girl

Sent me straight to the voicemail

I text her, "Where the fuck you at?"

She hit back

I'm in the club feelin' nice (Oh, whoa)

I'm on one (Yeah)

(I hate that I ever met you, I hate that I ever met you)

Boy, when I drink wit' you

I'm on one

Damn it, boy, I hate you so much

(I hate that I ever met you)

You a dime piece, but I ain't no side piece

And who this other ****? 'Cause I got my side piece

And I got my side chick, replacement killers

This baby sittin' Versace

You hate me, bitch, but wish you sittin' beside me

In the 'Gati, feelin' like Irv when I swerve

Watch me murder the curb

Bet it murder your mind, she got words for you birds

(I'm in the club) I'm in the club feelin' nice (Ay)

I'm on one (I'm on one)

(I hate that I ever met you, I hate that I ever met you)

(I do, I swear)

Boy, when I drink wit' you

I'm on one (Yeah)

Damn it, boy, I hate you so much

(I hate that I ever met you)

(I thought you loved me, you was my baby)

(My fuckin' cinnamon apple, my rose)

(You was always there for me)

(And you wanna leave me for some fuckin' dumbass ****?)

(For some dumb ****)