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2026 · From the album One of Them Ones - Single

One of Them Ones

by Veeze, Lil Baby & Rylo Rodriguez

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The reading

A three-rapper flex record where wealth becomes both punchline and personality, with Veeze setting the tone that acting broke isn't an option once your lifestyle has priced you out of ordinary life

02 · Interpretation

One of Them Ones: When the Flex Becomes the Whole Language

E Editorial Desk

The song is a rotating flex, three rappers taking turns dressing the same idea in different clothes. The opening tag, 'Get rich or die tryin', Wana, it's the only way,' sets the frame: wealth is not aspiration here, it's the closed loop the song lives inside. From that starting point, 'One of Them Ones' spends three minutes refusing to translate itself for anyone who isn't already in on the vocabulary.

Veeze opens by making the flex sound almost reluctant. 'That pussy cost way too much, I can't act broke, it don't work' is the song's operating principle: once you're spending at this level, humility reads as fraud. The Kyrie Irving line, repeated across the hook, functions as a shorthand for singular technique, someone whose skill is idiosyncratic enough that imitators only end up quoting him. Veeze frames himself the same way, claiming his imitators are 'sayin' the shit that I taught.' The verse's texture, half-mumbled asides in parentheses, is the point; the throwaways ('corny as hell,' 'she carryin' her poodle') do more comic work than the main lines.

The details keep escalating without changing register. A closet that outgrew the mall. Twenty thousand in singles on the floor 'like a mop.' A woman switching designer bags daily, including one for her dog. Underneath the inventory, there's a running joke about disproportion: the more he buys, the less anything means, which is why he can dismiss a woman with a purse instead of a conversation. The grandfather line, wanting him in college while he's 'trappin' division like Nino Brown,' is the only glance at a life not chosen, and it passes in a bar.

Lil Baby's verse pivots harder into the transactional. The Demon on the pavement, money on someone's head, an offer to accompany a woman to an abortion but not to bail out a friend's girlfriend, these are moral calculations delivered flat, without argument. He mentions putting watches in the safe and never wearing what's on display, a small brag about connoisseurship that separates old money behavior from new money visibility. The Whitney Houston vintage tee for three thousand dollars is the verse's cleanest image: a specific, dated object valued precisely because it can't be mass-purchased.

Rylo Rodriguez closes with the record's most self-aware bars. 'They turned hip-hop to Kid Bop,' he complains, then admits 'Rap money free, I wish I would stop.' The tension he names, wanting out but being paid too well to leave, is the same tension Veeze glances at earlier ('I wanna stop rappin' sometimes, but money keep changin' my mind'). It's the closest the song gets to a thesis: the flex isn't a choice anymore, it's the job. Rylo's closing bars pile on the surrealism, buying out global stores, voting for Wham (Cash Cobain's tag) for president, joking about buying a woman a car just to sleep with her.

Why it works

The three voices are doing slightly different things, which is what keeps the track from feeling like one long list. Veeze is the deadpan miniaturist, funniest in his asides. Baby is colder, more procedural. Rylo is the one who lets the seams show, admitting the machine is running him as much as he's running it. Together they make the hook mean three different things: for Veeze, uniqueness; for Baby, position; for Rylo, entrapment inside the win.

The song sits inside a 2020s Detroit-adjacent rap moment that prizes offhand delivery over conventional song structure. There are no real choruses, just a returning motif; nothing builds, everything hovers. That's a feature, not a bug. 'One of Them Ones' won't age as a story, because it isn't one. It endures, if it does, as a snapshot of a specific kind of confidence: the kind that no longer needs to explain itself.

Themes catalogued

wealth status detroit rap excess the cost of success

03 · Lyrics

"One of Them Ones"

Get rich or die tryin', Wana, it's the only way

That pussy cost way too much, I can't act broke, it don't work

I'm really just one of them ones, I'm actin' like Kyrie Irvin'

I'm poppin' my shit 'cause it's fun, my outfit committed a murder

I'm hittin' that shit on the low, but what you don't know won't hurt her (yeah)

I'm treatin' these niggas like sons for real, they sayin' the shit that I taught (sayin' the shit that I taught)

This bitch prolly think I'm a lame low-key, I bought her a purse and don't talk to her (corny as hell)

My closet don't got no more space, lil' twin, it's crazy, I outgrew the mall (it's crazy)

She switchin' the bag every day of the week, the Louis V just for her dawg (she carryin' her poodle)

I'm braggin' 'bout shit that I bought (yeah), this shit don't even come to your thoughts (come to your)

I got 20K in George Washingtons, baby, that shit on the floor like a mop (beep)

He locked up for blackin' her eye, that bitch had her eyes on the prize

My grandaddy want me in college, I'm trappin' division like Nino Brown (nigga)

I'm treatin' my bitches like dawgs, I pay for her lashes and brows (spoiled as hell)

My motor so motherfuckin' loud (yoom), that bih got a thousand horsepower

I wanna stop rappin' sometimes, but money keep changin' my mind (money keep changin' my mind)

My wrist cost a bag of that brown (hrr), my diamonds sing, Mary J. Blige

That pussy cost way too much, I can't act broke, it don't work

I'm really just one of them ones, nigga, I'm actin' like Kyrie Irvin' (been one)

I put a Demon on top of the pavement

I put the money on top of your head, seen it was brown, I knew it was a red

If her stomach growl, I'm feedin' her meds, I'm goin' wit' her to get her abortion

It ain't no way that I'm sendin' her bread, that my lil' dawg, he need an attorney

But I need the work to see what he said, I put the treesh in vanish mode

If she change it back, I'm blockin' her page, soon as I hit, we Shilo Sanders

Saw her in public, all she got was a wave, I put millions in the bank

And put my watches in the safe, I got drip at home, I never bought the outfits on display

New bezel, Sky-Dweller, ain't been on turf in a minute

Baby bottles 'round the condo like I'm burpin' an infant

Paid 3000 for a Whitney Houston shirt, it was vintage (wham)

They turned hip-hop to Kid Bop (no kizzy), dope-boy swag, white mid-tops (yeah)

Rap money free, I wish I would stop (you couldn't), bags for a thousand, got the hood locked

She ain't my type unless her ass soft, I ain't got nothin' against the ass shot

Hit her from the back and then I passed out, spent ten racks for a stash spot

All us felons, but we gun slangin', pink-slip gang, no car payment

New Hermès for my fine shit (my fine), she okay with bein' a side bitch

I'm okay with gettin' richer, dropped a milli' on a Richard

I don't fuck with none of them, the stiff one, I'm a different level, I'm the big one

Yeah, and shpank that baby, now they got the hush mouth, they ain't vocal

I shut down stores all around the globe, I ain't local

Whole year locked in, stayin' down, nigga, I'm focused

Bitch boyfriend tryna leave text messages, he bogus (bogus)

Wish I would buy a bitch a car to fuck, nigga, I'm trollin', yeah

Wham for president around this motherfucker, nigga, I voted

That pussy cost way too much (too much), I can't act broke, it won't work (won't work)

I'm really just one of them ones (ones), yeah, I'm actin' like Kyrie Irvin'

I'm poppin' my shit 'cause it's fun, my outfit committin' a murder

I'm hittin' that shit on the low

Can't Be Fucked With boys, niggas know what the fuck goin' on

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04 · FAQ

Frequently asked

What does 'I'm really just one of them ones' mean in the song?
The phrase works as a self-classification, placing the speaker in a small tier of unusually successful or singular figures. Veeze pairs it with 'actin' like Kyrie Irvin',' comparing himself to an athlete whose technique is too specific to copy. It's a way of claiming rarity without spelling out the credentials.
Why does Veeze reference Kyrie Irving on 'One of Them Ones'?
Kyrie Irving stands in for a certain kind of virtuoso whose skill is idiosyncratic and hard to imitate. Veeze uses him as shorthand for being one of one, the same idea the hook keeps circling. It also lets Veeze compliment his own handle without saying 'skill' directly.
What is Lil Baby's verse about on 'One of Them Ones'?
Baby's verse is the coldest section on the record, moving through cars, guns, and transactional relationships with women. He brags about restraint as much as excess, mentioning watches locked in a safe and clothes he owns but never wears in public. The three-thousand-dollar vintage Whitney Houston shirt is the verse's signature detail.
What does Rylo Rodriguez mean by 'They turned hip-hop to Kid Bop'?
It's a complaint that mainstream rap has been sanitized into something safe and generic, closer to children's pop covers than street music. He follows it by admitting 'Rap money free, I wish I would stop,' which turns the gripe into self-critique: he can't quit the industry he's insulting.
Who is 'Wham' at the end of Rylo's verse on 'One of Them Ones'?
Wham is a shout to Cash Cobain, the New York producer and rapper known for the 'wham' ad-lib. Rylo joking that he'd vote for Wham 'for president' is a peer nod, the kind of casual cross-scene reference that dates the record firmly to its moment.
Is 'One of Them Ones' a typical Veeze song?
It fits his signature style well: half-audible asides in parentheses, absurd flexes delivered flat, punchlines built on brand-name specificity rather than wordplay. The Louis Vuitton bag for the poodle and the George Washington singles on the floor are classic Veeze construction, funny because they're precise.
Why do Veeze and Rylo both say they want to stop rapping?
Both artists include a bar about wanting to quit before conceding the money won't let them. It's a running motif in their catalogs, and here it briefly cracks the flex open. The song's confidence depends on wealth being effortless, so admitting the job feels like a trap is the closest it gets to honesty.
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