This is a song about "One more"

Its already one-da-nothin so i'm only killin you more

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Cuz listeners focus more on one direction,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

"just one more" she says, "and i'll be done with this"

God give me one sentence more

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

But one shot and one chance,once eliminated no more try

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

I got soul, there's more in store

Slice one up, slice two more

One more bite from cardiac arrest ass.

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash