Amid the glittering haze of Detroit’s trap renaissance, where every verse drips with the spoils of the grind, Veeze emerges as the unflinching voice of excess and edge. “One of Them Ones” crashes in like a victory lap through the Motor City’s shadowed blocks, a star-studded flex session that turns quiet hustles into loud anthems. With Rylo Rodriguez weaving gritty tales and Lil Baby sealing the deal with his effortless mogul menace, it’s the collab that feels inevitable yet explosive—raw ambition bottled in booming bass. Fans chasing that unfiltered high are already looping it, decoding lines that blur brags with blueprints for the bag.
| Lead Vocals | Veeze, Rylo Rodriguez & Lil Baby |
| Songwriter | Veeze, Rylo Rodriguez & Lil Baby |
| Music Producer | Desmos & Wana |
| Label | Warner Records |
| Release Date | January 16, 2026 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Warner Records |
Lyrics of One of Them Ones by Veeze, Rylo Rodriguez & Lil Baby
[Intro]
Get Rich Or Die Tryin’, Wana, It’s The Only Way
[Chorus: Veeze]
That Pu**y 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 Irving
[Verse 1: Veeze]
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 (Yeah)
I’m Treatin’ These Niggas Like Son, For Real,
They Sayin’ The Shit That I Taught ’em (The Shit That I Taught Them)
Your B**ch Probably Think That I’m A Lame, Lowkey,
I Bought Her A Purse And Don’t Talk To Her
My Closet Don’t Got No More Space, Lil’ Twin, It’s Crazy, I (?…) (It’s Crazy)
(?…) Every Day Of The Week, The Louis V Just For Her Dog (I’m Bool)
I’m Braggin’ ’bout Shit That I Bought (Yeah),
This Shit Don’t Even Come To Ya Thoughts (Come To Ya—)
I Got 20K In Just Watches, Lil’ Baby, That Shit On The Floor Like A Mop
(?…) Black In Her Eye, That B**ch Had Her Eyes On The Prize
My Grandaddy Want Me In College, I’m Trappin’ The (?…) Like Nino Brown (Nigga)
I’m Treatin’ My B**ches Like Dogs, I Pay For Her Lashes And Brows ((?…) As Hell)
My Motor So Muh’ F**kin’ Loud, That B**ch Got A Thousand Horse Power
I Wanna Stop Rappin’ Sometimes,
But Money Keep Changin’ My Mind (Keep Changin’ My Mind)
My Wrist Cost (?…) (Vrr), My Diamonds From (?…)
[Chorus: Veeze]
That Pu**y 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 Irving
[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
I Put A (?…) On Top Of The Baby
I Put The Money On Top Of Ya Head
She (?…)
If Her Stomach Growlin’, I’m Feedin’ Her Meds
I’m Goin’ With Her To Get Her A (?…)
(?…), I’m Sendin’ The Bread
That My Lil’ Dog, He Need A Attorney
But I Need (?…) To See What He Said
I Put The Treesh (?…)
She Change It Back (?…)
Soon As I Hit (?…)
(?…) The Wave
I Put Millions In The Bank And Put My Watches In A Safe
I Got Drip At Home, I Never Bought The Outfits On Display
New Bezels (?…), Ain’t Been On Turf In A Minute
Baby Bottles ’round The Condo Like I’m Burpin’ An Infant
Three Thousand For The Whitney Houston Shirt, This Vintage
[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
They Turned Hip-hop To Kidz-bop (No Cap)
Dope Boy Swag, White Mid-tops
(?…) Money Free, I Wish I Would Stop (You Couldn’t)
Bags For A Thousand, Got The Hood Locked
She Ain’t My Type Unless The Ass Out, I Got Nothin’ Against The Ass Shot
Hit Her From The Back And Then I Passed Out
Spent Ten Racks For A Stash Spot
All Of Us Spenders, But We Gun Slangin’
Pink Slip Gang, No (?…)
New Hermès For My Fine Shit (My Fine Shit)
She Okay With Being A Side B**ch
I’m Okay With Gettin’ Richer, Dropped A Milli’ On A Richard (Yeah)
I Don’t F**k With None Of Them, Stiff Arm
I’m On A Different Level, I’m The Big One
Gettin’ Spanked, 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
B**ch Boyfriend Tryna Leave Text Messages, He Bogus (Bogus)
Wish I Would Buy A B**ch A Carter, F**k Nigga, I’m Trollin’
Wham For President, A Rally, Motherf**ker, Nigga, I Voted (Voted)
[Chorus: Lil Baby & Rylo Rodriguez]
That Pu**y 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)
Nigga, I’m Actin’ Like Kyrie Irving
[Outro: Veeze]
I’m Poppin’ My Shit ’cause It’s Fun, My Outfit Committed A Murder
I’m Hittin’ That Shit On The Low
About “One of Them Ones by Veeze, Rylo Rodriguez & Lil Baby”
Veeze rallies the heavyweights on “One of Them Ones,” a trap symphony of iced-out irreverence where Detroit grit meets Atlanta gloss—bold, brash, and built to bang from the block to the boardroom.
Peel back the layers, and “One of Them Ones” is pure braggadocio blueprint: a high-octane trap banger laced with themes of untouchable status, side-piece sagas, and the relentless pursuit of paper that never sleeps. The vibe? Cocky and carefree, like popping bottles in a Lambo while the world envies from the curb—mood swings from playful jabs to stone-cold assertions, all riding a beat that thumps with 808 fury and subtle synth stabs. Desmos and Wana handle production with surgical precision, crafting a sound that’s spacious enough for three distinct flows to dominate without clashing, echoing Veeze’s signature slink over polished menace.
No sprawling album drop here—this is a standalone heater, but it slots seamlessly into Veeze’s post-Ganger playbook, that 2023 debut that cracked the Billboard 200 and cemented his cult status. The track’s rollout nods to his independent ethos, free from major label strings, though the features scream elevation: Rylo’s raw-road reflections ground the energy, while Lil Baby’s verse—dissing diluted hip-hop and touting global store shutdowns—adds that verified weight. It’s the kind of cut that teases bigger moves, maybe a Ganger sequel or tour dates that pack DTE Energy Music Theatre.
Unveiled January 16, 2026, via Warner Records with an instant-impact music video on YouTube, “One of Them Ones” hit streams like a heatwave, racking up plays before the ink dried on the promo posts. Directed with that kinetic street-cinema flair, the visual amps the lyrics’ luxury lore—think designer dog collars and wrist candy worth more than most rents—dropping right as winter playlists crave fire. Lil Baby’s IG announcement lit the fuse, pulling in cross-coast buzz, and early metrics show it’s primed for viral TikTok dissections and radio raids.
Veeze, at 27, is deep in his glow-up arc, trading underground whispers for Warner-backed waves after Ganger’s sleeper success. This single? It’s evolution in action—sharper punchlines, bolder collabs—proving he’s not just surviving the game’s churn but dictating its tempo. In a discog lean on quality over quantity, it stands tall beside cuts like “U1” and “Get Right,” a testament to why Detroit’s chosen one resonates: he raps like the come-up’s still fresh, even with the riches rolling in. For Lil Baby, fresh off December’s The Leaks domination, it’s another notch in his feature-god belt, reminding us why he’s the blueprint for turning trap into empire. Rylo, ever the underdog anchor, brings that Four Pockets Full authenticity, making the trio’s chemistry crackle.
What hooks deepest is the track’s sly self-awareness—Veeze musing on quitting rap only for the money to intervene, Lil Baby clowning “Kidz Bop” hip-hop—turning flexes into footnotes on fame’s folly. In 2026’s saturated soundscape, where everyone’s chasing the viral, “One of Them Ones” cuts through with charisma that’s can’t-script, a rally cry for the irreplacables who stay acting like Kyrie: untethered, unguardable, unforgettable.
As Veeze eyes more features and full-length fire, this drop feels like the opener to his most audacious chapter yet—watch the wave build.
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