First Week Out

Wake me up, Spinz
I'm in Jacksonville, my ankle monitor keep beeping (Go)
What the fuck? (Go)

First week out, I'm stuck in Jacksonville and my ankle monitor keep beeping
Don't wanna be here, trying so hard to duck the streets but I can't leave it
I'm in a Trackhawk, tint so dark
"Who that inside?" Nobody can see in
Can't even ride with my fire, oh Lord, You won't believe this
Back outside, I'm on G shit
I'm in the club, we watching 'em looking and shaking and acting like they seen Jesus
I'm finna tweak, cut up the speakers
Who creeping at me? I'm creeping at Jeepers
I hope none of these niggas don't try, I'ma send 'em to Jesus
They gon' need pallbearers and a preacher

Police watching me, cool
I see 'em trailing me, they in a Kia (Kia)
I'm tired of this, my ankle monitor keep dying
Feel like my rivals is
Swing on all of them niggas in the park, we on some tryna-shit
Me and Wop, we could've been biker boys, we on some rider shit
I wonder, what I'ma rob today?
I just be trying shit
What flow? Boy, don't slip (On God)
Mini, mini, micro Draco, match my shirt, it's a designer stick
I think, my weakest ho badder than your finest bitch
I smoke expensive weed, I smoke all kinda shit
I just, I just, I just, left out the bank, I'm finna go buy shit
I been, spending Bibby bucks like it's not shit (Go)
Niggas don't like me, I know
My life high speed, I go
Which one of these bitches getting fucked today?
If it's up to Wop, it'll be your ho
Hut one, hut two, hut three, three
Fuck that, they count on me, I go
Spina like the ground shit (Shit)
Spina like the ground, bitch, I flow
Spina like green light
Spinabenz like a green light, I go
First, first, week, I did what y'all wanted, here y'all go
I come from the jungle, like I'm a lion
Bitch, I'm Simba, hear me roar
First, first, week, I, they been sleeping, I can hear them snore
I'm like a, I'm a car, vroom, vroom, look at me go
I wanna big, big, big and fly like Birdman, watch me soar
Stand on a curb, and tore 'em apart
They ready to talk, ready to talk, ready to talk, we ready for war

First week out, I'm stuck in Jacksonville and my ankle monitor keep beeping
Don't wanna be here, trying so hard to duck the streets but I can't leave it
I'm in a Trackhawk, tint so dark
"Who that inside?" Nobody can see in
Can't even ride with my fire, oh Lord, You won't believe this
Back outside, I'm on G shit
I'm in the club, we watching 'em looking and shaking and acting like they seen Jesus
I'm finna tweak, cut up the speakers
Who creeping at me? I'm creeping at Jeepers
I hope none of these niggas don't try, I'ma send 'em to Jesus
They gon' need pallbearers and a preacher

I'm stuck in Jacksonville, my ankle monitor keep beeping (Beepin')
Don't wanna be here, trying so hard to duck the streets but I can't leave it
I'm in a Trackhawk, tint so dark
"Who that inside?" Nobody can see in
Can't even ride with my fire
Go