First Things First Lyrics

Off the top, fish and spaghetti You ain't with me, first thing first you ain't

with me First thing first you ain't with me

Sweet Jones, R.I.P. Pimp C I wish I would let a motherfucker pimp me

Plugged left a half a mil around tryna tempt me

Why you keep buying on this lean, now you going broke

Think I'm a fuck, got my chains, then you smoking dope

Crowd going crazy, he done jumped off the top rope

Fell in a water night, tryna tryna stay afloat

You ever had to panic, will somebody come and save me

Know how to get it, but you still acting lazy

I'm finna cut her off, man this bitch acting crazy

Yeah I know we family, but you still gotta pay me

Fell off the porch, I was tryna make this shit pop

Genesee County is the place we call Big Rock

Get the fuck up out of Dodge, the streets up in the grid

Down here, shit the dude with the beef and caught a headshot

Cubs got a 38 snub with a red dot

I know somebody with a 9 for sale, got a leg on the dot

I seen through that shit man, I know they don't love me

Talk all you want, I listen while you plug me

Yeah, fish and spaghetti Off the top man, I keep telling y'all that

man Cause I'm really in this bitch freestyling

Cause I'm really in this bitch freestyling