First Day On Lyrics

Hey, hey, this bitch a headshot Walk down on him, we don't miss shit

This bitch a headshot, bitch, a headshot, yeah

Hey, spin that block Spin, spin that block

Hey, I said, spin that block

I get to tweaking in this bitch, I'm high as a fuck with the stars, a thousand on my kicks

I step with the real reapers

My little hitta, have you gone

It's a life or death sentence

You better grab the mask and keep going

I'm riding around with that top off

In the backseat my neck snowing

That little bitch blew me up for the first night

Like a TNT, how I'm blowing

Hey, foenem get to bussin'

Come here, Hey, ain't no running

We'll ah shhhh this bitch out hitting shit just like the Russians

Hey, like if we in Russia

Run up on me and you get smoked

Just like a Russian

I'm moving around with my hoodie on

It's hoodie season, it's getting ugly

We catch his ass, in broad day in public

Fuck around, I'm dropping

I just landed in your city

I just wanna spin, spin till I get dizzy

I step with a Drake just like I'm Drizzy

OVO, let's split his dome