letra de first things first - edot babyy
[intro]
ransom, you f-cked this up
hollon (chee)
y’all can’t f-ckin’ stop me, n-gga (mmm, nah, turn that up, young madz)
and that’s on gang
d-mn, uh
[chorus]
off the henny, no patience
i see an opp, then i’m doing him fragrant
think he tough, but that n-gga ain’t dangerous
couple shots, rearrange him
like, n-ggas be mad i be jackin’ the o
put the bag on his head, like he gotta go
why is these opp n-ggas talkin’ on bro?
c blu a b-tch, tell him drop the lo’
i’m slidin’, promotin’ the violence
they really know that i fl!ck that
like, tell all the opp n-ggas, “get back”
he talkin’ hot, but got put in his sh-t back (p-ssy)
like no, they ain’t f-ckin’ with me
i’m number one, i put on for my team (facts, facts)
i talk my sh-t ’cause i’m really a g
i was down bad and thеy ain’t see the dreams (at all)
[verse]
now i’m up, and i’m rich as f-ck
seen an opp, and he ran out of luck (hе ran out of what?)
and these shots comin’ hot, better duck
rundown gang, leave a n-gga stuck
wassup, why you lookin’ at me? (grahh, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
like, i’m finna up it in traffic
like, dior and louis the fashion
give a f-ck ’bout a name, still up it and blast it
on bro, yeah i know
spin through the sev’, let off ten for the bro (sev’k)
tryna turn me a crip to a ghost
do a hit, switch the tip, but i keepin’ a pole
like, c blu said, “f-ck huncho”, get off huncho d-ck
when i see him, turn that boy to runtz
i got chii in my spliff (chii)
i’ma mix him with grabba to make sure that n-gga punch
[chorus]
off the henny, no patience
i see an opp, then i’m doing him fragrant (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
think he tough, but that n-gga ain’t dangerous (at all)
couple shots, rearrange him
like, n-ggas be mad i be jackin’ the o (i be jackin’ the what?)
put the bag on his head, like he gotta go
why is these opp n-ggas talkin’ on bro?
c blu a b-tch, tell him drop the lo’
i’m slidin’, promotin’ the violence
they really know that i fl!ck that
like, tell all the opp n-ggas, “get back”
he talkin’ hot, but got put in his sh-t back (p-ssy)
like no, they ain’t f-ckin’ with me
i’m number one, i put on for my team (facts, facts)
i talk my sh-t ’cause i’m really a g
i was down bad and they ain’t see the dreams (at all)
[outro]
i’m up
no cap
slidin’
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