[Verse 1]
I don't give a f*ck, bruh (I don't give a f*ck)
All my n*ggas dirty
See a n*gga cutthroat, It's like 2:30
[?] utmost
I'm getting head from the front now
Front four n*gga right here at your front door
Oh, no
Run special like Rondo
Switch the flow, can you hear me like some mofos
Twist up anything, getting money 'til the feds roll
Real sh*t n*gga, all I do is eat fours
Slamming down n*ggas like [?] from the free throw
Fat bush, part that
n*gga, I'm a hero
And oh yeah, hoes man, I got like zero
[?] of your bullsh*t, [?]
Took enough ass and I feel like Neo
n*ggas took my style
And I'm feeling kinda geeked though
Swag chip, toss a n*gga up like some deep-throat
Peep though, progression at its finest
Treat you so good 'cause you [?]
'Cause virus so quiet they see through your mind
Take your iris, your eyelids
Your eyes can't define it
They hear what they want, yeah
Hear what they told ya
Reprogram yourself or re fear for your health
Broken inhibition
I'm willing to ride
[?]
Crime rate, rhyme sight
Shoulda been signed twice
If this the outcome, I'm waiting on my next life
Roll a dice, motherf*cker
Get your sh*t straight
[?], flipping weight, call me triple ace (yeah)
Zombies, we the sh*t, man (yeah)
Zombies, we the clique, man (yeah)
Palm trees like a birthday
And it ain't nothing like the first day
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing like the first day
You can just burn a blunt when I [?]
Know a n*gga all-around on my worst day
See you stepping on my lawn [?]
Get a [?]
Nothing like the first day
You just burn a blunt when I [?]
Know a n*gga all-around on my worst day
See you stepping on my lawn [?]
On the first day
[Verse 2]
Back to the game, got my ice on (brr, back the f*ck up)
I got the juice in here, you can't compare
Living like this can't be rare
I ain't talking if you only 'bout them [?] ya share
All red all looking like the [?] is near
And the b*tch with me looking like the bad is here
High as us, [?] like a chandelier
Back to back, smoking like I can't be here
Back against the world, me against the world
Battle to be {?], tryna hit the [?]
Tryna hit the show, never let the ball
Hating on the [?]
n*gga been the boss
Straight up out the moss
That b*tch makin' sauce (goddamn)
No, the clips in the [?]
Run up in the crib, dawg
Feeling like [?]
Coachella overseas
Feeling like the summer jam
Masterpiece ba-da, ba-da
Got so many clowns around me
[?]
Feeling like they can't define me
Blowing in the wind, [?]
You can't find me
Any way the wind blows
Oh, henny and rap flows
These new n*ggas just hoes
I can't see, I change flows
Chopsticks like mein lo
Yo b*tch a [?]
Coca-la-caine though
Yo main b*tch, she get low
Outta sight, outta mind
n*ggas running outta time
So they stack up on my [?]
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing like the first day
You can just burn a blunt when I [?]
Know a n*gga all-around on my worst day
See you stepping on my lawn [?]
Get a [?]
Nothing like the first day
You just burn a blunt when I [?]
Know a n*gga all-around on my worst day
See you stepping on my lawn [?]
On the first day