First Day Of School lyrics

by

Hoodrich Pablo Juan


[Chorus]
Dressin like it’s the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask b*tch you know what I do
Flexin on n*ggas like wrestle
I’m the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a n*gga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to b*tches on pillows

[Verse 1]
I get up and get me some money
I’m pouring the syrup and muddy
I used to serve out the onions
I used to serve all the junkies
In the trap when there were onions
I know that they hate it they love me
Serving the snow to the bunnies
Sending them back to the country
Getting them bags every candy
I need the money a addict
A bast*rd, the streets is my daddy
These young n*ggas shoot til they crash you
You can see me with some glasses
I be dabbing in the fastest
My b*tches bad with the ass
Racing the foreign on drag
Fresh like im dead or fresh to death
Racks in my pants designer belt
Who the f*ck is y'all n*ggas?
I don’t need no n*gga help
Go get the skirt, no kilt
I’m in DMV with Lil Dude
Dope money b*tches come get the dog food
Money, Power, Respect we play by our own rules
Pablo the builder, I got bricks, I keep the tool
[Chorus]
Dressin like it’s the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask b*tch you know what I do
Flexin on n*ggas like wrestle
I’m the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a n*gga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to b*tches on pillows

[Verse 2]
I was nothin' but a D boy now I can sit back and kick up my feet
She ain’t f*cking with no cheap boy, i get the rackies so b*tches gon leap
I stay with my dogs and my dogs stay with me
Who the f*ck took the doors off the jeep?
These n*ggas jayree And I’m in too deep
I had to put my gutter b*tch on a leash
Two foreign b*tches right there on the beach
I'm kicking my plate, they get up and eat
I’m tricking these b*tches they give me a treat
Micro mini draco under the seat
These n*ggas are rookies and I'm too elite
I'm a thief in the night, and yo b*tch she a freak
I Walk in the spot all these b*tches gon eat
I’m poppin sh*t n*gga, don’t stand next to me
I mixed the Vlone with the rich kid's Supreme
Don’t step in no blood that's a murder scene
I’m smoking the cookie no blue dream
Heard he got rip but his bird never tripping, no scene
These n*ggas not even worth up in the thing
Still Stand on the corner like Sean Spring
These n*ggas know that they not harming me
Ain’t got a problem, that what happen when the commas sing
(Trapnanana!)
[Chorus]
Dressin like it’s the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask b*tch you know what I do
Flexin on n*ggas like wrestle
I’m the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a n*gga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to b*tches on pillows
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