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yeroc - first day out lyrics

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this is my first day out i just might hit a l!ck
n-gga f-ck 12, n-gga f-ck all the pigs
deon sanders i just might catching the pick
i just be catching that pack and i might catch a flip
n-ggas hating on my muh’f-cking line
see 12 n-gga i’m closing the blinds
f-ckin’ on b-tches i’m loving my shine
playing my music they pressing rewind
hundred rounds stuffed in my muh’f-cking drum
look at your chains n-gga you is a bum
i got bread and i pay off my bonds
i’m just eating good and your b-tch pay for lunch
i’m just eating chicken we might go to rudy’s
shoutout to migos my b-tch bad and boujee
walk through the back with my muh’f-cking toolie
your b-tch hit my line they all wanna pull me
n-ggas be so mad because i’m strapped with that bape
dude say he hard but won’t bust a grape
we smoking nugs and you smoking shake
n-ggas they try to book me but they can’t pay a k
shoot like kobe, bricks like shaq
n-gga is mad, he want his b-tch back
he in my dms she all in my snap
n-gga don’t run up you might just get clapped
20s they stacked in my muh’f-cking whip
yeah we count blues like muh’f-cking crips
pack came in we might take a trip
eating good food but i won’t leave a tip
first day out, feeling so blessed
n-ggas be capping they ain’t got a tec
scoring on n-ggas then take off the net
f-cking on boo but i don’t want the neck
yeroc trend setting n-gga he hot
yeah he be sizzling just like a pot
listen to drip drop i see all the plot
keep a couple grams stuffed in my sock
n-ggas they hate when they see me on tv
walk in the show and they look at my vvs
n-ggas they hate but they just want to be me
feel like john cena lil n-ggas can’t see me
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f-ck on these b-tches in 2
i just might f-ck on the crew
no you not gang then who is you
got out of jail and then hopped in the booth
go to the mall cop a ‘fit
drinking the syrup like i’m sick
my b-tch is steady just having them fits
deep down inside i just don’t give a sh-t
b-tches be mad ‘cause a young n-gga up
i carry the colt b-tch i’m andrew luck
f-ckin on taylor i’m wearing them chucks
this is my year n-gga f-ck a wave
this is my world f-ck a stage
yeah i stay fresh n-gga like i’m glade
track01 in jail watching blade
that b-tch is so stupid she thinks she getting paid

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