LTFU (One More Time) lyrics

[Intro: Romanthony]
Time, one more time
One more time
One more time
One more time

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Yeah, we gonna do it, uh
For the nights in the past we ain't do enough
For the unforgettable nights we couldn't take in
Cause we were too busy guzzlin' the gin
All in, 'til we spew it up
My city love me so whenever I'm home
I get the messages saying that it is on
Tell my homie Seven order up another zone
Me and Dub-O getting high, Slim pouring the patron
In the club nights, Ciroc boys in the building, b*tch
Motherf*ck VIP
I'm trying to see all the girls in the crowd get wild
And which one of em is trying to suck D-I-C
Somebody go and tell the DJ to play my sh*t
"Man, I'm so Cleveland", yeah that's my sh*t
Bottles all gone, take a few more sips
All these hoes got money, so I'm filthy rich
Rich, got they rich, and they love to spend it all on my clique
They know we don't like clothes so they strip
Sign my name all across they tits, sh*t
Now where we at next?
I don't know but wherever we go don't dress
Half naked and my chucks still fresh
Half baked but I'm not no chef
Yes, let me hit it one more time like Brittany
Let me get nine more shots like 50
b*tch, I hustle, but I ain't Nipsey
b*tch, I rage, who gets tipsy?
Last call for alcohol
So all the hoes go and get in my bed
And I say hoes 'cause I mean more than one
I'mma freak, so, girl, go and grab your friend, Kells
[Chorus: Romanthony]
One more time
One more time
One more time
One more time
One more time

[Post-Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly, Romanthony]
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Lace The f*ck Up, oh

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
And I'm, back on my bullsh*t
Walk in the room can you smell that ugh sh*t
Speed it up energetic Red Bull sh*t
'93 Michael Jordan red bull sh*t
And I'm so MVP, Derrick Rose ain't got sh*t on me
And I f*ck like a porn star
All of the girls know I don't play ball
But they know that I got that D
I am on Jets, no NYC
Now I'm in stores like FYE
Saw my face on MTV
She suckin' with no hands like an amputee
Goddammit I'm me, dammit I'm Kells
I don't cuff hoes, what I look like jail?
I just f*ck hoes, and I f*ck them well
And make them pay me, call that bail
Bottles on me like a newborn
Gotta put the crew on
Pull up to the party in an all-black Yukon
Presidential sh*t, but I don't got a suit on
No shirt, gotta keep it hot like Tucson
And I rage, and I rage, better than y'all
Any day, any place, bet I go hard
Step into the party and the cameras go awe
Little bit of liquor when I'm in my drawers
Oh, naw, hell naw
I am wilder than a motherf*cker, ain't I?
I can smoke all your weed dude, can't I?
I be smoking sh*t that make you do the macarena
I be on the east side, living with the gangsters
I be f*cking your b*tch, she is a complainer
'Cause she be screaming real loud like a singer
Let me hit it, let me hit it, one more time
[Chorus: Romanthony]
One more time
One more time
One more time
One more time
One more time

[Post-Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly, Romanthony]
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Lace The f*ck Up, oh

[Chorus: Romanthony]
One more time
One more time
One more time
One more time

[Post-Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly, Romanthony]
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Keep a drink up in my cup
Smokin' out, pourin' up
Lace The f*ck Up, oh
[Outro: Machine Gun Kelly, Romanthony]
Lace The f*ck Up, oh
Lace The f*ck Up, oh
Lace The f*ck Up, oh