
First Of All Hotboii (Ft. ATL Jacob)
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[Intro]
First of all, you ain't got to do that
Double O lil' baby
Ain't lovin' on no lady
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
[Chorus]
First of all, ain't no rappin', I got cheese though
If it ain't the gang then it's just me, Tok and Rico
Somehow, these crackers tryna hit me with the RICO?
I put a hundred in my clip, no time to reload
'Fore you think 'bout runnin' up, lil' boy, go run you some Ms
Right now, I'm so fired up, I might die tryna live
Back when we was jits, remember that shit, in the cell they sent me
Ain't no competition, but, [?]
[Verse 1]
Ain't know, know why niggas hatin' on me
As the underdog, knew that the sun would shine on me
Pick up the phone, oh, sorry, I been down for a week
Wolph died, [?] died, it's been hard to go to sleep, yeah
Took it so they weak now
That ain't nothin' I Tweet about
Knew you'd be police and now I wonder what it be about
Ever since I was little, you know I always pictured me a star
I don't even need a guard, we gon' rock out, know we them boys
I'm adjustin', 'justin' to all of the fame
I just be rollin', I'm tramplin' who get in the way
Everytime I talk, open my mouth, you gon' see lemonade
I ain't lovin' on no ho, I keep my feelings safe
First of all, you ain't got to do that
Double O lil' baby
Ain't lovin' on no lady
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
[Chorus]
First of all, ain't no rappin', I got cheese though
If it ain't the gang then it's just me, Tok and Rico
Somehow, these crackers tryna hit me with the RICO?
I put a hundred in my clip, no time to reload
'Fore you think 'bout runnin' up, lil' boy, go run you some Ms
Right now, I'm so fired up, I might die tryna live
Back when we was jits, remember that shit, in the cell they sent me
Ain't no competition, but, [?]
[Verse 1]
Ain't know, know why niggas hatin' on me
As the underdog, knew that the sun would shine on me
Pick up the phone, oh, sorry, I been down for a week
Wolph died, [?] died, it's been hard to go to sleep, yeah
Took it so they weak now
That ain't nothin' I Tweet about
Knew you'd be police and now I wonder what it be about
Ever since I was little, you know I always pictured me a star
I don't even need a guard, we gon' rock out, know we them boys
I'm adjustin', 'justin' to all of the fame
I just be rollin', I'm tramplin' who get in the way
Everytime I talk, open my mouth, you gon' see lemonade
I ain't lovin' on no ho, I keep my feelings safe
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