1ST OFF lyrics

[Intro]
(Let's go, Mario)

[Chorus]
Okay, first off, b*tch, I'm off that drank, so I can't even panic (Woo)
First off, I'm high as f*ck on Venus, on a different planet (Woo)
First off, I'm rockin' all black, this ho think I'm satanic (Grrah)
First off, first off, first off, first off (Grr, grr)
Fifty racks outside of Neiman's, n*ggas tryna skrrt off, ayy (Woo)
b*tch, you run your f*ckin' mouth, go 'head, take your skirt off (Yuh)
These b*tches stop breathin' (Yuh), I ain't have to take my shirt off (What?)

[Verse 1]
Okay, first off, I don't like them n*ggas, they don't like me neither (What?)
First off, I be with them demons, I'm a f*ckin' creature (Yuh)
First off, boy, if that's your ho, why she in the Sprinter? (Yuh)
Okay, first off, okay, I'm reloaded, Ricky on me, denim
Like, what the f*ck you smokin'? (Woo)
I don't know that f*ckin' boy, why he out here posin'? (Woo)
Why your b*tch all on the 'Gram, keep givin' mе promotions? (What?)
I don't want your f*ckin' broad, I be out here ghostin' (Grrah)
Ghostin', ghostin' (Grrah), I bе out here ghostin', ayy (What?)
Turn a five into a ten, b*tch, I'm havin' motion, ayy (Woo)
When I'm in your city, this sh*t go up, you on some slow sh*t (Woo)
And b*tch, I'm with the Taliban for real, we tryna blow sh*t (What?)
Blow sh*t (What?), blow sh*t (What?), blow sh*t (What?), blow sh*t (What?)
[Chorus]
Okay, first off, b*tch, I'm off that drank, so I can't even panic (Grrah)
First off, I'm high as f*ck on Venus, on a different planet (Woo)
First off, I'm rockin' all black, this ho think I'm satanic (Grrah)
First off, first off (What?), first off, first off (Grr, grr, what?)
Fifty racks outside of Neiman's (What?), n*ggas tryna skrrt off (Woo)
b*tch, you run your f*ckin' mouth, go 'head, take your skirt off (Yuh)
These b*tches stop breathin' (Yuh), I ain't have to take my shirt off (What?)

[Verse 2]
Okay, semi-auto, perfect for the fit, I rock Balenciaga
She like Prada, f*ck her for the dollar, she ain't gettin' nada
In L.A., all these faces blue, I f*cked yo' thotiana (What?)
Ayy, f*cked her twice, I had to double up (What?), this ho look like Rihanna (What?)
Is you serious? New b*tch that I'm with, she like the new Madonna (What?)
New material, she be in the streets, so I can't get behind her (Woo)
Anyways, I'm here for the week, so it don't f*ckin' matter
Ayy, scorin' like Carmelo on the Knicks, I had to f*ckin' grab her (Woo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Okay, first off, b*tch, I'm off that drank, so I can't even panic (Yeah, woo)
First off, I'm high as f*ck on Venus, on a different planet (Woo)
First off, I'm rockin' all black (What?), this ho think I'm satanic (Grrah)
First off, first off, first off, first off (Grr, grr)
Fifty racks outside of Neiman's (Yeah), n*ggas tryna skrrt off, ayy
b*tch, you run your f*ckin' mouth, go 'head, take your skirt off (Yuh)
These b*tches stop breathin' (Go), I ain't have to take my shirt off (What? What? Woo)
[Outro]
Woo