First Day Up
Woke up with Five bands I was turnt up n lit
Then I rolled me up some cookie and remembered times as a jit
Yea bitch I'm coming from the mud I ain't never had Shit
So then I hit the ATM and cashed out on a fit
And why these niggas mad I heard because I'm flexing the bands
And niggas steady keep on talking I can't hear what y'all saying
So if you tryna go to war just know I ain't playing
So then I give my mans the word ain't no time for explaining
Yea I'm tryna get gem vvs all on my neck
I need that diamond custom joker sitting all on my chest
Yea I heard you love them Rollies I fell in love with patek
Bitch I'm talking buss down fifty-thousand none less
Y'all should call my boy Nike cause he gave me the check
Now the Thotpockets wanna come give me the neck
Yea she love the way I talk n how I make her shit wet
Yea that's that drip baby a couple thousand wen I step
This ain't the dice game but off these drugs I be rollin
So many dubs in my pocket I just stuff em can't fold em
I get the ball and go flashy something like Kyrie Irving
I punched my pockets up and now them shits starting to look swollen
Woke up with Five bands I was turnt up n lit
Then I rolled me up some cookie and remembered times as a jit
Yea Bitch I'm coming from the mud I ain't never had Shit
So then I hit the ATM and cashed out on a fit
Woke up with Five bands I was turnt up n lit
Then I rolled me up some cookie and remembered times as a jit
Yea Bitch I'm coming from the mud I ain't never had Shit
So then I hit the ATM and cashed out on a fit
Then I rolled me up some cookie and remembered times as a jit
Yea bitch I'm coming from the mud I ain't never had Shit
So then I hit the ATM and cashed out on a fit
And why these niggas mad I heard because I'm flexing the bands
And niggas steady keep on talking I can't hear what y'all saying
So if you tryna go to war just know I ain't playing
So then I give my mans the word ain't no time for explaining
Yea I'm tryna get gem vvs all on my neck
I need that diamond custom joker sitting all on my chest
Yea I heard you love them Rollies I fell in love with patek
Bitch I'm talking buss down fifty-thousand none less
Y'all should call my boy Nike cause he gave me the check
Now the Thotpockets wanna come give me the neck
Yea she love the way I talk n how I make her shit wet
Yea that's that drip baby a couple thousand wen I step
This ain't the dice game but off these drugs I be rollin
So many dubs in my pocket I just stuff em can't fold em
I get the ball and go flashy something like Kyrie Irving
I punched my pockets up and now them shits starting to look swollen
Woke up with Five bands I was turnt up n lit
Then I rolled me up some cookie and remembered times as a jit
Yea Bitch I'm coming from the mud I ain't never had Shit
So then I hit the ATM and cashed out on a fit
Woke up with Five bands I was turnt up n lit
Then I rolled me up some cookie and remembered times as a jit
Yea Bitch I'm coming from the mud I ain't never had Shit
So then I hit the ATM and cashed out on a fit
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Writer(s): Jonathan Stepheny
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