First Day Out. First Day In. lyrics

[Intro]
Beat it
Young n*gga World
Ayy
Mhm

[Verse 1]
Fresh outta jail (Huh), Louis V shirt (On the shirt)
Offset, Forgies and them b*tches got worked (Bend it over)
Run up on Lil Melly (Huh), you gon' get murked (You gon' get murked)
I don't give a f*ck, bury me in a Hearse (In a Hearse)
Louis V, Chinchilla (Huh)
Who the f*ck realer?
I ain't Kodak Black but I am all about my skilla
Oops pardon me, baby I meant my skrilla
b*tch I grew up in the jungle with killers and them gorillas (What?)
I wanna bean (Bean), he want a Perc' (Want a Perc')
I ain't f*cking with these jits and I heard he from the murk (Murk)
These n*ggas snitching, my n*gga silent
We really robbers, killers and got bodies
Real drug dealers (Gang), candy paints seats (f*ck it)
Alligator feet in that Forgiato
And lil' jit was strapped up walkin' round with the choppa
Bad yellow b*tch and she from Opa-Locka
We were trapping out the bando tryna flip a quarter key
Bad yellow b*tch, Florida water, it splash (Water it splashes)
She don't wanna move 'cause she got too much ass
I was the one with the Pistol in Class (Ooh)
I don't give a sh*t (f*ck it)
You ain't 'bout that action n*gga you can't hit no lick (No lick)
I don't give a damn (Damn), you don't give a f*ck (Give a f*ck)
Like I'm from the f*cking murk
We had to run through the forest with jungles and Lions and Cheetahs
Giuseppe, Margiela, we started from payless sneakers and Adidas (Adidas)
Big AK-47, Knock you out your feet and kill your people (Oh)
I am a blood b*tch, I boss in the slime, me and you not equal
How the f*ck you say a n*gga robbed you, you ain't even go and get your money back (Get it back, get it back)
I don't give a f*ck, I'm a goblin smokin' on that Mother f*ckin' funny pipe (Funny, funny, funny)
She don't give a f*ck about her man, she keep tryna get on me (Tryna get on me)
I'ma up the thang let it bang, let it sing like Rich Homie (Like Rich homie)
f*ck n*gga sh*t (sh*t), swear to God I never been a f*ck n*gga jit
All you pus*y n*ggas talking like you on it, we pull up with this stick
Show me my opponent
Show me my opponent, who the f*ck wanna be
These n*ggas talkin' like they on it until we pull up with three big guns
They ain't none, we shootin' for fun
I swear to god, I'm smokin' loud, it's f*cking up a young n*gga lung
b*tch I went to school with a Glock (For real)
You went to school to do your Homework (Homework)
I don't give a f*ck about Vagina, lil' baby I wanna see how your dome work
Nappy-headed b*tch, goddamn, did your mama ever show how a comb work?
I don't give a f*ck 'bout sh*t and I know you heard about me
We gon' shoot a movie, call it Spike Lee (Fresh outta' jail)
With the, uh, in the uh, uh ee
Fresh outta jail with a Louis white tee
She wanna f*ck Melly, wanna be like me
Wanna talk like me, walk like me, drip sauce like me, go floss like me (Woah, oh)
Straight up out the G and she from Vero Beach but her ass so fat You thought she was a Georgia Peach
I'm a street n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout a deal
f*ck n*ggas stop it 'fore I have to take your meal (Meal)
We robbin' N' juggin' car jackin', tryna' make it happen
She f*ck with Lil Melly, she know that boy never be lackin'
I'm up in the Pistol shootin' in public all in traffic
Free my n*gga Savage, he's a money fanatic (Uh, ooh)
This my first day out, This my first day in b*tch
Haha
First day in b*tch
This my first day out, my first day in b*tch