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First Off

 

First Off

(album: H4 - 2018)


First off I ain't trying to argue
I got more racks than yo mama
Auntie, uncle, yo brother and father
Pano shit on yo father impala
And I smoke loud, light it holla
Play with me finding yo torso in water
Fuck around find yo brother infront ya
Fresh than a bitch, thought this was a luncheon

Vip shit, I can't park infront it
I collect backends and skrt from it
You keep the envelope
Give me the hundreds
Try to keep all of them facing up
Up top in a condo she trying to get
Buzzed in, Damn a nigga just waking up
I cop what I want and you happen to want it
Damn you should've been saving up
I smoke on exotic fuck hoes and they buddies
They back before they nigga waking up
And we ready incase he decide to act crazy
We probably have eight niggas snatch him up
V12 this not a maxima
I stomp, shit goto the backseat
I fuck bad bitches with accents
They won't fuck you, you act cheap
I lost so much sleep this week
Gained a lot of cash however
Smoke a lot of gas however
Don't shit get pass, I'm too clever
Put shit on yo head like a new era
Ending yo future, ciara
Vvs me, my bitch wanna VS a tierra
In that new rarri I call that bitch ferrera
Rims wasn't included, threw it together
Yeezy boost I got like eleven
Counting my loot I was up to like 7am

Sleep I probably wake up in the pm
Yo hoe right at the top of my dm
She think a nigga a walking atm
Nigga don't try it put the K to him
Put his forehead by his kneecap asap
DOA it ain't no relapse you clapped
Nigga thought we wouldn't find him
He mapped!
I got some hoes with the set up shit
Lead them to foenem to wet up
Dot on yo nose when you lifting yo face up
Og loud waking the neighbors
You in the store looking for savings
Yo whole closet you got it on clearance
All bad hoes running my errands
Need a deposit for an appearance
Play with that money and you disappearing
If I can't catch you family come second
Do what you want ill be back in a second
And I got kicks like the dude off of tekken
Hard work how this shit came about
Cut fu niggas who came around
Fuck whoever ain't stay around
Two door making my way around
Now its white people I stay around
It wasn't easy I can't flodge
I got this far from staying down

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