First Place Lyrics

I've been hustling all my life dont know shit bout direct deposit nigga if you got a issue make sure you direct about it

We ain't in the duckig wreck me and my nigga step about it

Fuck the opp nigga bitch and I ain't even flex about it

He tried to tax me for the drink and got bucked

Been getting to the check yeah we some vets we not no rooks Bitch steady asking where ima at I'm out here getting it with the crooks

Nigga claim he getting money but that is not the way it look

Bet I'm running from the johnnies cause in the whip I got a rocket

Nigga approach me with issues and best believe I'm known to pop it

Not pop it I'ma pop you cause if I'm toting blick bitch I ain't giving out no fade

See me with them then my brothers bitch I ain't hanging with them lames

Doing my dirt about the rental smashing 110 up on the resi

I don't want no petty rollie I'm trying to come 41 prezzie

Think this bitch can't get hit I up and roll and she gon let me

If you wanna be a baller you gotta stack your chip and don't go broke

Bitch playing hard to get but best believe she let me poke

He think he up and flex the bed but nigga spent that on the coat

I don't gotta post no blicks think he gone rob me bet he wont

Exotic plug had rollies so I had to make his wrist drop

G17 boobie I'm trying to hawk him when I pop

I spent 12 on this lean yo monthly rent up in my pop

I get money and flip it you the type to let it flop

Four deep up in the whip and with my brothers trying to pass

Nigga said the wrong thing I had to put him on his ass

Got a blick up in the Benz I see the johnnies I'ma dash

He steady screaming first place they coming to money bet he last

Ain't got no blicks these niggas lame they doing shit just for the hype

He on the gram posting blicks but he steady trying to fight

Get fly with the bitch we out to eat that's what she like

Bitch I ain't pouring up no lines need at least a 3 up in my Sprite

Spend the payp to get it back it's having hope or going broke

Cookie bud up in my lungs it got a nigga finna choke

I don't care about no ass if she got pape then I'ma dash

We got 180 on the dash and we got blick we doesn't crash

He steady screaming first place they coming to money bet he last

Don't pull up on me clutching hope you know it's getting bad

He posting bout a 30 piece he must have seen it in his dream

17 with the hollies trying to bury make him sing

I with my niggas trying to figure out a way

I want them gone by 10 o'clock the type to shoot 'em in broad day

No emotion with the bitch she wanna fuck cause I get paid

If you with me then bitch you up your last nigga wasn't lame

You steady stressing bout your hustle lil nigga we not the same

No negotiating the price bitch you gotta pay the fee

Any signs the bitch broke then the nigga gotta leave

Tristan Thompson or the wock bitch I can't sip it if it's green

Ain't no coffee in my cup I'm off that shit that make you lean

Trying to make sure I don't miss I miss the 30 with the beam

Mix the Louie with Celine she wanna fuck me cause I'm clean

Niggas broke and on they ass I think they hoping for a dream