First Day Out
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I copped some Rick, a bag got flipped I cannot trip
First day out, I'm still the shit I'm too legit to ever quit
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I'm in that pussy shit is really sink or swim
First day out, I cut some niggas off they couldn't keep it ten
What that mean?
You was really not my friend
I can see the shit you plotting, nothing stopping me from spin
Paranoia on 100, doing numbers like a trend
Niggas quick to throw a bible at me, all I do is sin, uh
You is not my bitch you just replacing who I want (Hoe)
Once I get her acting right, your numbers out my phone (Go)
Pillow talking to these niggas really not the code
Grass ain't greener than these bitches, dig yourself into this hole
Bitch I came up out the concrete like a rose (Huh, derrick, bitch!)
Tongue inside your ass but that don't mean we getting married bitch
Bracelet from the hospital I'll ice it out and wear it bitch
Said that they would hold me down but that shit I ain't hearing bitch
Gas in the air I can't even roll in peace
Know they want me DOA but I ain't leaving KOD
Motor whipping out the city I just left the DMV
Suicidal way before but I can't let 'em RIP
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I copped some Rick, a bag got flipped I cannot trip
First day out, I'm still the shit I'm too legit to ever quit
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I'm in that pussy shit is really sink or swim
First day out, I cut some niggas off they couldn't keep it ten
Gas in the air I can't even roll in peace
Know they want me DOA but I ain't leaving KOD
Motor whipping out the city I just left the DMV
Suicidal way before but I can't let 'em RIP
Niggas quick to gossip they be worse than TMZ
You not acting like a queen then you prolly dead to me
Always cooking up some beef, where you get your recipe?
I ain't sitting in no classes can't nobody lecture me
Had to flip the sample just to show 'em how we coming
Take a picture make it last, but its first when niggas running
Pump her from the back I got her thinking that I'm Budden
Kids see ghosts all on her face, this shawty mumbling and humming
Stop the subbing, if you gon rant about me drop the at and make it public
Go get your four retweets and then go right on back to sucking
Now I done finally seen both definitions of some cuffing
But its still No More Luv Songs so this ain't amount to nothing
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I copped some Rick, a bag got flipped I cannot trip
First day out, I'm still the shit I'm too legit to ever quit
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I'm in that pussy shit is really sink or swim
First day out, I cut some niggas off they couldn't keep it ten
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I copped some Rick, a bag got flipped I cannot trip
First day out, I'm still the shit I'm too legit to ever quit
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I'm in that pussy shit is really sink or swim
First day out, I cut some niggas off they couldn't keep it ten
What that mean?
You was really not my friend
I can see the shit you plotting, nothing stopping me from spin
Paranoia on 100, doing numbers like a trend
Niggas quick to throw a bible at me, all I do is sin, uh
You is not my bitch you just replacing who I want (Hoe)
Once I get her acting right, your numbers out my phone (Go)
Pillow talking to these niggas really not the code
Grass ain't greener than these bitches, dig yourself into this hole
Bitch I came up out the concrete like a rose (Huh, derrick, bitch!)
Tongue inside your ass but that don't mean we getting married bitch
Bracelet from the hospital I'll ice it out and wear it bitch
Said that they would hold me down but that shit I ain't hearing bitch
Gas in the air I can't even roll in peace
Know they want me DOA but I ain't leaving KOD
Motor whipping out the city I just left the DMV
Suicidal way before but I can't let 'em RIP
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I copped some Rick, a bag got flipped I cannot trip
First day out, I'm still the shit I'm too legit to ever quit
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I'm in that pussy shit is really sink or swim
First day out, I cut some niggas off they couldn't keep it ten
Gas in the air I can't even roll in peace
Know they want me DOA but I ain't leaving KOD
Motor whipping out the city I just left the DMV
Suicidal way before but I can't let 'em RIP
Niggas quick to gossip they be worse than TMZ
You not acting like a queen then you prolly dead to me
Always cooking up some beef, where you get your recipe?
I ain't sitting in no classes can't nobody lecture me
Had to flip the sample just to show 'em how we coming
Take a picture make it last, but its first when niggas running
Pump her from the back I got her thinking that I'm Budden
Kids see ghosts all on her face, this shawty mumbling and humming
Stop the subbing, if you gon rant about me drop the at and make it public
Go get your four retweets and then go right on back to sucking
Now I done finally seen both definitions of some cuffing
But its still No More Luv Songs so this ain't amount to nothing
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I copped some Rick, a bag got flipped I cannot trip
First day out, I'm still the shit I'm too legit to ever quit
First day out I bagged a bitch, I bagged a bitch, I bagged your bitch
First day out I'm still the shit, I'm still the shit, I'm really him
First day out I'm in that pussy shit is really sink or swim
First day out, I cut some niggas off they couldn't keep it ten
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Writer(s): Michael Forrest
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