[Intro: Lil B & Lisa Vitale]
Baby, know that I come..
I know you go first, man
I know you come first, so it's all good
I hear you girl
Hittin' that like
I'm playin', I'm playin', I'm playin'
[Verse 1: Lisa Vitale]
I'm drinkin' gasoline in my sleep
Schizophrenic but I pass as unique
How the fuck did this happen?
All of a sudden we crackin'
I'll be that wolf, your favorite artist a sheep
I'm terror, bitch I'm frightening
Put superglue on my eyelid
Even ISIS wanna be like this
[Chorus: Lisa Vitale]
Baby, know that I come first, first, first
Baby, know that I come first, I come first, I come first
Baby, know that I come first, first, first
Baby, know that I come first
Hold up, is that my Father?
[Verse 2: Father & Lisa]
Yeah, yeah, trappin' out the house phone
Your boy, she got her mouth on (no way)
Swear she a wiccan
Playin' with her crystals
While I'm playin with these chickens
Playin' with her crystals (okay)
While I'm playin with my pistol
Game on lock like I'm playin' with a missile (terror)
Heartthrob, I'm a real heatseeker
Grindhouse, double feature
Now you watchin' from the bleachers
Phone on vibrate, she on my face, I got a court date
Ayy, missed my court date, fuck my PO
Bet I hit the weed, though (oh shit)
Still got the Motorola, still got the clean dope
Serve it through the screen door
I just want it real, real, she just wanna feel still
Wonderin' if she'll come first
Baby, know that I come..
I know you go first, man
I know you come first, so it's all good
I hear you girl
Hittin' that like
I'm playin', I'm playin', I'm playin'
[Verse 1: Lisa Vitale]
I'm drinkin' gasoline in my sleep
Schizophrenic but I pass as unique
How the fuck did this happen?
All of a sudden we crackin'
I'll be that wolf, your favorite artist a sheep
I'm terror, bitch I'm frightening
Put superglue on my eyelid
Even ISIS wanna be like this
[Chorus: Lisa Vitale]
Baby, know that I come first, first, first
Baby, know that I come first, I come first, I come first
Baby, know that I come first, first, first
Baby, know that I come first
Hold up, is that my Father?
[Verse 2: Father & Lisa]
Yeah, yeah, trappin' out the house phone
Your boy, she got her mouth on (no way)
Swear she a wiccan
Playin' with her crystals
While I'm playin with these chickens
Playin' with her crystals (okay)
While I'm playin with my pistol
Game on lock like I'm playin' with a missile (terror)
Heartthrob, I'm a real heatseeker
Grindhouse, double feature
Now you watchin' from the bleachers
Phone on vibrate, she on my face, I got a court date
Ayy, missed my court date, fuck my PO
Bet I hit the weed, though (oh shit)
Still got the Motorola, still got the clean dope
Serve it through the screen door
I just want it real, real, she just wanna feel still
Wonderin' if she'll come first
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