First Son ft. Tricka Lyrics

I'm just trying to make racks (racks)

These niggas just make raps (raps)

Getting to the cheese so they can't believe I hate rats

You see look I was Miss Foster's first son (I was)

Arguably even the worst one

I'm just trying to make racks (racks)

These niggas just make raps (raps)

Getting to the cheese so they can't believe I hate rats

You see look i was Miss Fosters first son (I was)

Arguably even the worst one

Got a problem call me I'm out there when it's stormy

And I got something for them bitches that be horny (ooh)

Don't need to you warn me

Or try and misinform me (nah)

Fuck what you heard nigga free my homie tory (free him)

Really got no idols just fucking up a cycle

They saying I'm a smooth criminal like Michael (Jackson)

And i ain't talking Myers I'm who them girls desire (yeah)

I get the pussy wet like I'm putting out a fire (splash)

She love when I'm inside her plus i think she a rider (yeah)

Told her clench that pussy up it's better when it's tighter (ooh)

Need to top my lyca and tell her that I like her (aha)

Tripping off this weed got me calling pizza pizza (fuck)

Most popping in chingford right now everything's good (aye)

Ain't from here if you don't buddy's grills wings good (nah)

Or if you know Tashinga or if you grieved Amrinda (rip)

Couldn't even match this if they used tinder (never)

Dropped call me Ragevier to let them know that rage here (I'm here)

Now they thinking that it's about to be a rage year (rage)

Fucking up the beat I ain't really trying to play here (nah)

Welcome me with open arms or I ain't trying to stay here (for real)

You're the one I want when all of the works done (KM)

Just say the word for you I'ma hurt some

You see look I was miss fosters first son (I was)

Arguably even the worst one

I'm just trying to make racks (racks)

These niggas just make raps (raps)

Getting to the cheese so they can't believe I hate rats

You see look I was Miss Fosters first son (I was)

Arguably even the worst one

I'm just trying to make racks (racks)

These niggas just make raps (raps)

Getting to the cheese so they can't believe I hate rats

You see look i was Miss Fosters first son (I was)

Arguably even the worst one

I'm just trying to make racks (racks)

These niggas just make raps (raps)

Getting to the cheese so they can't believe I hate rats

You see look I was Miss Fosters first son (I was)

Arguably even the worst one

I'm just trying to make racks (racks)

These niggas just make raps (raps)

Getting to the cheese so they can't believe I hate rats

You see look i was Miss Fosters first son (I was)

Arguably even the worst one