First of All

Uhh, first of all
Yeah
Hold up
Ku to the Kinte
Ku
Ku to the Kinte
What did my friend say
Sorry I wasn't listening, this is me flexing
All of my lessons
Class is in session, if you need refreshing
Please pay attention
This was my intention, since I was seven
So I don't question, if I was destined
Look where I'm heading
Up to the top
You can be a fan give a fuck if you're not
Cause someone else will cause it's obviously hot
And you wonder why I've got everything that I want
New roads, new shows
Pulled up, took a sip, then I performed
And I killed that shit, that is the norm
And my ego too big so I need more
Give me a pick of the litter my songs getting better
My girls getting badder, yuh
They asses get fatter and yes that's a factor
I don't want to flatter myself
But I'm doing good keeping up with my health, uh
Soon as I put my down cellphone
Let me find out that you trying to out smoke one
Cause I keep that gasoline under my belt

Mayhem, bitch
First of all you a lame jit, I can't hang with
You a lame bitch, you ain't shit
Isn't it funny you ride with the same bitch
I'm too dangerous
Day one's till I'm famous and we can't quit
That money talk, that's my language
And my cadence on my fragrance
Untold, that's the big gang
Big dawgs with the good aim
Big dawgs like the Great Dane
Yeah Mayhem be tagging that big wave
We blasting and blasting you hear the shot
Fuck with that bitch and she give me top
Untold stories, we load up the shots yeah
Call up young Josh, bit

We poppin' it off, we poppin' it off
We never gon' stop
We poppin' it off, we poppin' it off
We never gon' stop
We poppin' it off, we poppin' it off
We never gon' stop
We poppin' it off, we poppin' it off
We never gon' stop

As you step into the mind of the Wicked duo
You tend to see they got stories to tell
You're welcome to step in their vision
Let us illuminate your mind
But first, I love it when I'm high



Credits
Writer(s): Darius Rosales-streeter
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