F1RST (feat. El Rico)
JC Tha Schoolboy
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She goes, I come I burst From my mistake I learn My clothes she's always taking, you know she love my shirts I went back to the hood and they called me a stylist cuz I wore it first Big man I don't think you can chat to me, respect I earned She goes, I come I burst From my mistake I learn My clothes she's always taking, you know she love my shirts I went back to the hood and they called me a stylist cuz I wore it first Big man I don't think you can chat to me, respect I earned One shot One shot for the mandem wey fallout the smoke Two shots Two shots for the bad girls wey take off their clothes She burst I come I go The way she turn I know For the bag she dey go down low So with the drip I pose Guess what I'm on the way to the top, you hear it in all of the work that I've done They telling me pride is a killer but make no mistake I'm embracing the thriller So I got to the point they can call me a winner cuz everyday I be hustling That suffering, it turned me to a king no long discussion Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh I rap, I sing, I trap I light, I puff, I pass I'm first that's no discussion The feds stay on my ass My voice like coke and crack I sound like floating Angels My voice too neat that's facts Can't stop flexing vocals We at the top like None of these niggas ain't first None of these niggas can talk to us like None of these niggas ain't shit Might just take your bitch Might just light that rizzla Might just light that rizz She goes, I come, I She goes, I come I burst From my mistake I learn My clothes she's always taking, you know she love my shirts I went back to the hood and they called me a stylist cuz I wore it first Big man I don't think you can chat to me, respect I earned She goes, I come I burst From my mistake I learn My clothes she's always taking, you know she love my shirts I went back to the hood and they called me a stylist cuz I wore it first Big man I don't think you can chat to me, respect I earned Respect I earned that shit With my dawgs in a drop top whip My money so long, I showed my niggas they couldn't believe that shit My shit's so long I showed my bitch, she couldn't believe that shit My mindset changed, I showed my mom she couldn't believe that shit Know y'all got faith in me Know y'all depend on me Y'all is my kids Took y'all out the orphanage Can't change on me Now I got racks on me Now I got stacks on me Schoolboy feeling like JC We a motherfucking tag team Yessir Man f*ck all the opp boys let's get back to the flexing I learned from my olders a long time ago so I ain't stressing They helpless I no be big gun but I swear I go torment their crew with flex Make all these pussies move too reckless She goes, I come I burst From my mistake I learn My clothes she's always taking, she know she love my shirts I went back to the hood and they called me a stylist cuz I wore it first Big man I don't think you can chat to me
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