First Things First Edot Babyy

[Intro]
Ransom, you fucked this up
Hollon (Chee)
Y'all can't fuckin' stop me, nigga (Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
And that's on gang
Damn, uh

[Chorus]
Off the Henny, no patience
I see an opp, then I'm doing him fragrant
Think he tough, but that nigga ain't dangerous
Couple shots, rearrange him
Like, niggas be mad I be jackin' the O
Put the bag on his head, like he gotta go
Why is these opp niggas talkin' on bro?
C Blu a bitch, tell him drop the lo'
I'm slidin', promotin' the violence
They really know that I flick that
Like, tell all the opp niggas, "Get back"
He talkin' hot, but got put in his shit back (Pussy)
Like no, they ain't fuckin' with me
I'm number one, I put on for my team (Facts, facts)
I talk my shit 'cause I'm really a G
I was down bad and thеy ain't see the dreams (At all)

[Verse]
Now I'm up, and I'm rich as fuck
Seen an opp, and he ran out of luck (Hе ran out of what?)
And these shots comin' hot, better duck
Rundown gang, leave a nigga stuck
Wassup, why you lookin' at me? (Grahh, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
Like, I'm finna up it in traffic
Like, Dior and Louis the fashion
Give a fuck 'bout a name, still up it and blast it
On bro, yeah I know
Spin through the Sev', let off ten for the bro (Sev'K)
Tryna turn me a crip to a ghost
Do a hit, switch the tip, but I keepin' a pole
Like, C Blu said, "Fuck Huncho", get off Huncho dick
When I see him, turn that boy to runtz
I got CHII in my spliff (CHII)
I'ma mix him with grabba to make sure that nigga punch