first impression

I can get over the first impression in you
It don't matter I love what you saying, what you do
I can get over the first impression in you
Blinded by the lights if only, I knew what you knew

Try to short the gang, we get the rest (get the rest)
Chain swinging, bulletproof the chest (uh-uh)
I'll take the five or 70, hit the best (I want it all)
Come collect, always taking more, never less (yeah-yeah)

I used to drink premeditated (ooh)
Cross-faded, it's official 'fore we dated (hm-mm)
X-rated, write about it on the daily (Sat')
It's meditative, guess my care just wasn't stated (hm-mm)
Is this my payment?

I can get over the first impression in you
It don't matter I love what you saying, what you do
I can get over the first impression in you
Blinded by the lights if only, I knew what you knew

Oh, oh
Know what you know (Sat', Sat')
Know what you know (Sat', Sat')
Know what you know (Sat', Sat')
(Sat', Sat', Sat')

Trapped through the rain and storm
It's cold, gloves off to see my finger froze
I ain't gonna bitch and moan no more
It's cold, but that's just how life goes

Minnesota weather, double sweater to keep warm
Before mama bought us coats
Tryna make our dreams and hopes unfold
It's hard when all we hear is jokes

Joking around, know they pipe down
When they hear the sound, groove from the ground
They hear the album and know we top bound
All of these chains, I'm 'bout to drown

All of these Cubans, they messing around
Whole lot of friends, but no one around
Know they switch up when they see us in crowns
We get around (don't do it)

All of my life, I had to fight for my pride
It was just me and the tribe, money's my bride
Pick you up on different rides, it was too hard to decide
Your girl is mine, at least you can say that you tried
40K for the time, Balenci sneaks when I glide

Hop off a jet, and we let it glide
Trapping these rats right deep in their pack
The shoes are a rack, my girl's a snack
Throwing money in the air, watching her fall
I think that we're under attack

We never look back, it's fire on the track
Get off of our sack, nothin' is whack
We're the best to ever do it, it takes no work
It just falls in our laps

Grew from the ground up
Now all these bitches surround us
When we make it to the top
Please do not act
Like you just found us

Don't keep fake homies around us
They just be doin' that clown stuff
We was at Goodwill just shopping
And you was too broke, you couldn't round up