Love 1st

Lyrics

[Intro] Hey now We've just been focused Tryna get my weight off I don't think you really love me like you say you do [Verse 1] This is how I start it off guys "ALL PRAISE TO THE MOST HIGH" Kill 'em all just both eyes, closed Yeah, I did it. Why the fuck I need a co-sign? I feel like I got it If I don't I will grasp it Firmly, I'm wordy with the shits Man, I think I need captions Well, bitch just quote this You see us posted Forever Golden, we stylin' Can't catch me local I'm off the coast Up in South Beach Or chillin' in Atlanta Tana's been fucking with them ratchet private dancers They be poppin' asses, paying for their masters Degree, bout action and I don't ever sweat y'all I make tech, draw And it's gone do all the work for me Deploring artists All you do is just bore me Starving artistry And you hear me roaring Lion's Den resident Eatin' contenders Boy, fuck your feelings Roll with my niggas! "I'm just gone roll with my niggas!" "I'm just gone roll with my niggas!" Boy fuck your vision Boy fuck your cousins and children Papas and Uncles and Women.. My brother Skee comma Puppa turned 20 with a magnum And he ain't afraid to blast it, if you talking or you actin' (And he gone do it!) It's hella vicious, on the mission for the chicken Almighty, if I don't trust 'em we ain't doing business [Bridge] "We are now experiencing some distortion in the space time continuum. Please stand by." Crash-landed far from home I don't know where I'm going Police tryna call me home They couldn't be God right? Lend me your time [Verse 2] Just knock it off Yo, you rappers are far from soft I'm coming off the top, like darkskins with no bras Who want the raw? I've been choppin' dope into bars So just call me up when you need me, that's word to the Holocaust I rip a rapper, in a second, if he's talkin' Smith & Wesson's I'd body him for his necklace So hit me up if you need a shell I'm gassed up sick, Sickle Cell, wish 'em well Popping not stopping until I empty the cartridge This is the arrest of the cardiac Vascular, having heart attacks Gasping in double oxygen Clutching and grabbing cotton.. Upon your V-Neck And nigga we next Mud City Menace [Outro] BREAK YOUR MOTHERFUCKING NECK! BREAK YOUR MOTHERFUCKING NECK! (HE GONE DO IT!)