1st Place lyrics

[Intro: SCY Jimm]
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Big SCY sh*t, boy

[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shawty ride this di*k like a Harley Davidson (Ayy, ayy)
Four and a kid, get it off, I don't babysit (Move, move)
You done had your time in first place, b*tch, I'm takin' it (n*gga)
Realest in this sh*t, n*gga, I ain't never fakin' it (Come on)
Ayy, I come from servin' blow (Yeah, yeah)
In the kitchen playin' with that shh like it's snow (Frrt)
I was broke, now I need ten for a show (Ten)
Lettin' that money pile up, watch that bag grow (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: SCY Jimm]
I took off, what the f*ck I'm comin' back for? (What the f*ck?)
You gon' try to creep, we got choppers at the backdoor (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
We might f*ck, but can't put you before that bag, ho (Come here, bae)
You tired of bein' broke, get up off your ass, ho (n*gga)
n*gga, rats, and drugs (Yeah, yeah), we all in the city with it (Yeah)
Yeah, I rap, but still keep a fire 'cause this sh*t get wicked (Keep that burner)
Bro 'nem tryna slide for the free, ain't gotta pay a ticket (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
These n*ggas goin' out sad, how you savin' b*tches? The f*ck?
And I'm off that liquor, all this douche in my cup (Yeah, yeah)
These n*ggas runnin' out of time, they runnin' out of luck (On gnag)
I ain't have a penny, I had to go and run it up (Yeah, ain't had nothin')
Crackers just keep on askin' questions, I ain't givin' nothin' up
Every day I'm cuttin' up (Skrrt), 'member I was f*ckin' up (Yeah, yeah)
Same b*tch used to turn me down, now I'm f*ckin' her (Come here, bae)
And this big Jimm, these n*ggas know I'm what the f*ck is up (n*gga)
These n*ggas want my spot, I gotta keep that glitz and top (Glaow, glaow, glaow)
You a lil' boy, it's level to this sh*t (It's levels to this sh*t)
If I keep droppin', I'm forever gon' be rich, n*gga, uh (On gang)
f*ck these hoes, I'm too stiff on a b*tch, uh (Too stiff)
I just put a new clip on the glick (Glaow, glaow)
[Chorus: SCY Jimm & Chicken P]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shawty ride this di*k like a Harley Davidson (Ayy, ayy)
Four and a kid, get it off, I don't babysit (Move, move)
You done had your time in first place, b*tch, I'm takin' it (n*gga)
Realest in this sh*t, n*gga, I ain't never fakin' it (Come on)
Ayy, I come from servin' blow (Yeah, yeah)
In the kitchen playin' with that shh like it's snow (Frrt)
I was broke, now I need ten for a show (Ten)
Lettin' that money pile up, watch that bag grow (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, alright)

[Verse 2: Chicken P]
Mm, Fendi to the floor (Floor), Fendi on my big toe (Toe)
Mm, young boss, them older n*ggas call me big bro (What up, big bro?)
Like Eazy E, I'm creepin' down the street in my six-four (Mm, mm)
Twin get to squeezin' on that button (Frrt, frrt), better get low
Yeah, I might take you shoppin', but I ain't payin' for that pus*y (I'm not, mm-mm)
I'll fly you out, then we f*ckin', don't be playin' with that pus*y (Don't be playin' with that pus*y)
Wash the sand out that coochie
I'm the dope, man, I sell grams in my Gucci (Yeah, yeah, grams in my Gucci)
We smokin' out the bongs, spent a band on LooseLeafs
But kick sh*t like Bruce Lee (Lee)
All these b*tches in the whip (All these b*tches), when we in this b*tch, two seats
Boy, this fit, I got on cost me two Ps (Ps)
We in the field with this sh*t like Juke Breeze
Get your pretty ass on, we pourin' pints up (f*ck on)
Tell 'em pull the foreigns out, put the strikes up (Strikes up)
Don't play crash with me, boy, that sh*t'll get your life took (For real)
You'll never find another group of n*ggas like us (Yeah), nah, for real
Last year, I made a half a mil' (Mhm)
I still play it like I'm broke, yeah, I'm grindin' still
I told lil' bro 'nem just be ready when it's time to kill (Ah)
n*gga, I'ma go and get this money, f*ck how n*ggas feel
[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shawty ride this di*k like a Harley Davidson (Ayy, ayy)
Four and a kid, get it off, I don't babysit (Move, move)
You done had your time in first place, b*tch, I'm takin' it (n*gga)
Realest in this sh*t, n*gga, I ain't never fakin' it (Come on)
Ayy, I come from servin' blow (Yeah, yeah)
In the kitchen playin' with that shh like it's snow (Frrt)
I was broke, now I need ten for a show (Ten)
Lettin' that money pile up, watch that bag grow (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)