It’s the First E-40 (Ft. Cousin Fik & Turf Talk)

[Chorus]
Everybody ready with they work (With they work)
My hands fresh out a chick purse (Chick purse)
Got green, got white, got purp (Got purp)
Calling all D-boys to the turf (What is it?)
(it’s the first)
‘Bout my money, got the chick in a fit, like a bitch, I feel rich
(it’s the first)
‘Bout my money, got the chick in a fit, like a bitch I feel rich

[Verse 1: E-40]
It’s the first, mayne, and I’m on my grind
I get paid, but it’s already spent up in my mind
I been stacking my gouda to go to Maui (Hawaii)
Instead of buying, I’mma lease me an Audi (Go ‘head)
The big body Audi fresh off the showroom floor
Put it in my side chick, she got a good credit score (800)
Living above my means sometimes but that’s some nigga shit
Fuck it, B, I’mma buy some Jordans and a brand new fit
I got clients and patients patiently waiting up for me
To return in my truck so they can get more bang for they buck
You can find me on I-5 where I usually be often
Re-uppin’ and coppin’ from my plug that stay out in Compton
Bompton, smoking bubba kush
On my way to the Yay where they keep the K in the bush
Where the church people pray for they loved ones, killers, and crooks
Where the bitches hella thick like Harry Potter books
BIATCH!