First Day Out (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Loady G
f*ck the peace, n*gga
Only the E's (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, we ride when n*ggas sleep, for sure
Let's go
Ain't no more, "Free Spaz," n*gga (Go)
Ayy (Go), the real Spaz, n*gga (Go)
Loady G, Loady G
Let's go (Go), let's go (Go)

[Verse]
Big-ass Glock and it came with a switch (Switch)
n*gga dissin' on Mack, get left in a ditch (Get left in a ditch)
7.62, that'll go through the bricks
But I'm bustin' the Glock when I go on a hit
I'm smokin' on Ace, gettin' tired of this n*gga
Tell his big brother come slide for this n*gga
b*tch, I'm tryna sin and this sh*t on Christian
You f*ck with the opps, you can die with them n*ggas
Send my lil' ho, get the drop on them n*ggas
Just like a picture, I'm croppin' a n*gga
I just came home from a two-yеar sentence
I don't givе a f*ck, ain't no stoppin' me, n*gga
Slide on the North and drop me a n*gga
I'm droppin' your sister if that lil' ho with you
Free Draco 'cause when he get out I'ma slide with a fully and drop the lil' n*gga (Brrt, brrt, baow)
Smoke D Clips, Trap, Red
Try to run off, I'ma cut off his legs
Loady G tryin' to put somethin' to bed
Opp ho tryna f*ck, so I'm thinkin' ahead
Hit her from the back, clutchin' my lead
Dissin' on Mack, consider him dead
Tryna get some get back for my n*gga Fat Fred
If I catch Tae Savage, put the Glock in his dreads
Smoke Fat Trey, hold up, wait
Do we still got some bullets for his brother Tay Tay?
Smoke 4 One, he smoke great
If he knew how to drive, he'd be here today
f*ck Nino, I'll go to his grave
Take his ass out the ground, shoot the rest of his face (Bah, bah)
Smoke KT for the rest of the day
This a two-man pack, can't forget about Dre
Smokin' on Melvin, Jackboy too
Who the f*ck did you Jack? n*gga, Jackboy who?
I'm talkin' 'bout Daylin, ain't my work, but the pus*y-ass boy got whacked at school
f*ck Lil Siah, he a pack too
f*ck HOG, that's a rat-ass crew
Cortez, he a b*tch, told 'em, "f*ck Lil Mark," to his face, and the pus*y boy still ain't shoot (On Matt)
Where you n*ggas at? What is the move?
Smoke dude and dude, I ain't got nothin' to prove
Never go snitch, that's the number one rule
This sh*t run in my veins, I ain't tryna be cool
He dissin' Lamar, he must be a fool
Wet his ass up like he jumped in the pool
Try to run from the Glock, it's a switch on the back of this b*tch, hear the, "Brrt," knock him out of his shoes
We 'bout that action, BTA
Opp ho try me and get shot in her face
I was just locked up, I was MIA
f*ck that, I was locked in a whole 'nother state
But now I'm back out, I got somethin' to say
Long live Christian and my n*gga BJ
I was locked for some time, bro 'nem was slidin', why the opps keep lyin'? They ain't got no brake
I'm chasin' this bread, I ain't tryin' to debate
You dependin' on faith, I depend on this Drac'
All you gotta do is click, clack, aim, spray
Shoot a n*gga all in his face
Headshot for a n*gga, say, "EBK" (Ayy)
Catch bodies for free, I ain't gotta get paid
Stick a f*ck n*gga up if he think we gon' trade
Lil' Rodney on go, tryna dig up a grave
Let's go (Ayy)