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One By One
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One By One was released on October 20, 2026 by Lil Bouy Tee as a part of the album LIFE BEFORE FAME
October 20, 2026
LabelLil Bouy Tee
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

(Background choir repeating)
One by one, go two by two
The clock strikes twelve and they all come through
Three by three, then four by four
The pockets all stuffed, but they still want more
Aye, aye, aye
Grrr, baow!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitches we bang, huh?
Aye, aye, aye
My **** smoking packs of dope
After that, they gonna roll
Two plus two, then make it four
Mathematics in my head, I’m calculating all my foes
This shit mad, we go bad
When we come through, they acting sad
When we come through, they acting sad
My **** smoking packs of dope
After that ,they gonna roll
Two plus two, then make it four
Two plus two, then make it four
My **** smoking packs of dope
After that, they gonna roll
Two plus two, then make it four
Two plus two, then make it four
One by one, we get them all
They hide , we seek, then catch them all
Spend a week by spittin' smoke
I don’t choke, I never fall
Not like code, when he's high, he's falling down just like a hoe
Try to teach him rap, he is still whack
And tryna be my foe
I’m not the reason why you can't
Boy, your mind is so slow
Try to steal my flow, make me colder
Colder than the snow
Why Marley G wanna diss with me if he know that he is whack
I don’t do no challenges with rats, that **** copy songs
He a pussycat acting like he know everything about rap
****, all you know is cap
****, all you know is cap
Made me mad, made me mad, made me mad
They made me mad
Made me mad, made me mad, made me mad
They made me mad
My **** smoking packs of dope
After that, they gonna roll
Two plus two, then make it four
Mathematics in my head, I’m calculating all my foes
This shit mad, we go bad
When we come through, they acting sad
When we come through, they acting sad
My **** smoking packs of dope
After that, they gonna roll
Two plus two, then make it four
Two plus two, then make it four
My **** smoking packs of dope
After that, they gonna roll
Two plus two, then make it four
Two plus two, then make it four
You go with the devil i go with the truth
Grow what I planted, make sure it got roots
I’m making some plans, and setting my goals
I’m here getting hope
My eyes are open, heart is closed 'cause it got cold
The nights are bold, but never fold
That's what I told my homies, Yo
Now they never give a fuck, they get some cash and then they go
One plus one, then make it two
Two plus two it goes by four
Calculating all my foes
They busy fucking on these hoes
We fuck 'em both and get the bag
We caught 'em trippin', we made 'em fall
Hi light my life, my future bright
My brother taught me how to fight
Now I’m busy winning battles, and I will never fear the dark
In my hood, the dogs will bite, they bark all night
Fuck my opps, they never right
Fuck my opps, they never right
Two plus two, then make it four
Two plus two, then make it four
Haha, I got you, motherfucker!
I got you, ****!
You thought you was going to play with Lil Bouy Tee, ****?
Nah, ****, you made me mad as hell!
Bitch ass ****
It's Lil Bouy Tee. I'm gone
Written by: Jan Da Menace, Lil Bouy Tee

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