1st Degree Lyrics

UrKillinMeRichie

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Throw the bag to all my niggas

Running up my pass yards

Fuckin up a method I just bled a Nigga cash card

Most you niggas act hard

I spend a bag then I stack hard

Her shit knock like a stacked card

I'm tryna hit it in a fast car

Bad Lil bitch can you work for me

Bad Lil bitch can you twerk for me

I got all the za I got purp with me

Tryna kill the pussy in 1st degree

Bad Lil bitch can you work for me

Bad Lil bitch can you twerk for me

I got all the za I got purp with me

Tryna kill the pussy in 1st degree

Had to take the Christian off my feet cause I ain't pray today

Switching out these Louboutins and putting on my bathing ape

I be off exotic

Oowee

I smoke the pain away

I just took a Nigga bitch and I ain't even try

I'm the flyest Nigga that I know I ain't gon lie

GYP and UTB, need carti on my eyes

I need some fire neck I feel deprived

When I was down bad I felt alive

I'm a Nigga out yo pay grade

I pick all my paydays

I been beating down her walls I got her yelling mayday

I been ballin lately

She don't like to play games

She not calling me A9E Money

She don't like to play names

Big dog I'm bossing up

Yeah I ball hard

Stacking up my pink and blue

I let the card charge

I told Lil shorty get a clue

I think she nardwaur

The windows tinted we don't gotta park far

Bad Lil bitch can you work for me

Bad Lil bitch can you twerk for me

I got all the za I got purp with me

Tryna kill the pussy in 1st degree

Bad Lil bitch can you work for me

Bad Lil bitch can you twerk for me

I got all the za I got purp with me

Tryna kill the pussy in 1st degree

I treat this Chevy like a nascar

She on my phone like I'm on star

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