One Way - Suspect, Flyo, Jesse James Solomon

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Road rage like «you what, mate?»

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Road rage like «you what, mate?»

Ayy, ayy, wrong way down a one-way

Niggas grew up the wrong way

Only showed us that trap pays

All we knew was that gunplay

Partying on a Sunday

On the strip moving mad bait

Oh shit, there’s the squalé

Wrong way down a one-way

Never knew a nigga had dreams, though

True say I did it with ease, though

I remember times no one would fucking listen

Had to get myself up and out the kitchen

No more Pyrex vision now

More like cheques and we’re skipping clouds

At this rate, little man’ll never have to worry

About his pops, I’ll be sitting down

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Road rage like «you what, mate?»

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Road rage like «you what?», like «you what?»

I’m baking off with the bacons-ns

I don’t deal with no pagans-ns

Wooly road where they made me in

I broke out, no more breaking in

I’m in the background, blending in

Shades on and a vengeance grin

With my goonies, all gremlined off

Remember us from that bendy bus?

These niggas wanna act all tough

Remember when we used to send them shop

Wrong way down the one-way

They look at us and think «one day»

Packed off on a Sunday

I’m baking off with a one bae

I said I’m baking off w-, baking

I said I’m baking off with a one bae

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Road rage like «you what, mate?»

Wrong way down a one-way (wrong way)

Wrong way down a one-way (wrong way)

Wrong way down a one-way (greaze)

Road rage like «you what, mate?»

(yeah)

Drive-by and I’m speeding

Lights shine on the ceiling (sexy)

Forgot to have dinner this evening

'Cause time flies when you’re eating (true)

Must be the books that you’re reading

The idolising and preaching (shh)

Women’s world, we don’t watch niggas (nah)

Soon as I get the money, I’m leaving (greaze)

Champagne on my SKs (spills)

Zoot in the mouth when I’m pouring

Tryna stay awake till the morning (yeah)

'Cause going to sleep is just boring (yeah)

Was a young boy when I stopped caring

Them times when I had Dipset blaring

Dad told me not to get two earrings (shing)

Man, I’m so hard of hearing (icy)

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Road rage like «you what, mate?»

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

Wrong way down a one-way

I said I’m baking off, I said I’m baking off