First Off

(First off, let me get this off my chest) (First off, let me get this off my chest) Ay Normally when I hop on shit like this I'm singing or some shit If you here for that, Nigga go ahead and leave It ain't even that type of song this time Yelling f*ck em If they hate me nigga ain't no more discussing Got the stick, if I ain't use it then I'm rushing I got two tens and a friend trynna f*ck me Done hit her once and now she trynna lie and say she love me Where it at tho Don't trust them niggas watch out for that backdoor It's been a while now it's wild and it's turning cold Now they trynna warm to me like they ain't try me tho Aint no ho Keep it cordial or you end up on the floor Bruised eye Big lip Bloody nose I been praying hard bout this shit man, yea you know Cause if it come to me or you then bitch you got to go Yelling f*ck em If they hate me nigga ain't no more discussing Got the stick, if I ain't use it then I'm rushing I got two tens and a friend trynna f*ck me (First off, let me get this off my chest) (First off, let me get this off my chest) (Yelling f*ck em) (Yelling f*ck em)