1st Hat Lyrics

Hello, Marita. Hello, Marita

Gun

Ma

Hello, Chavo

Come on

Come on

Jump out the VRC, I peak in Spanx

Belt to asses from my brother, I ain't trippin' bout no rank

And the strike goin' fast, but I ain't tryna spill my drink

Niggas say he touchin' who? He must be smokin' dank

They wanna kill me, I ain't goin', boy, I blow my stock

Boy, you crazy if you think TM ain't throwin' back

My live drill, I left a clue, I forgot my hat

It's time to bend, grab your gloves and go get your strap

Don't gotta ask for TM, I just know I'm round the mountain

If he run up on me, trippin', that his hat

I'm on that time with anybody, I cannot relax

You spoke on JM, I'm on your ass, nigga, that's a fact

Gon' hit his back, we the ones that's gon' attack

Type tequila's ass in smoke, then go make a rap

Why the fuck that boy had to run? What been my first hack

Better not let me catch him on that bike or it's gon' go flat

On the bomb, put him on the ground, I'll let the chopper clap

You niggas tryna ride my way, you boys copycat

She through the lock, don't care about her, I'ma kill the bitch

You think we throwin' hands? Just know I got my bullets, dummy

Gun, gun, my shit, nigga

Gun, gun, nigga