Trying to lock a nigga down
Can't trap a nigga soul
See you crackas later
Bitch,
I'm back on my thrown
5 figure bond
Shidd let me use the phone
Jam a nigga up
But I'm right back home
With a yellow bone with me
Coming down sunset
Droptop Vet
Nike with a check
Double din deck
Riding thru the set
Bitches want a nigga
Cuz the audemars piguet
Shit,
Bitch it might not be real
Gotta model bitch with me
She just wanna eat pills
Lawyer for the case
I don't need no appeals
Had to tell my mama
I got booked in the field
[police chatter]
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
You would've never found the pistol
If you never did the search
We talking as a man
Why you grabbing on my shirt
Yo kids are fans
So you throw me in the dirt
Young black and winning
I bet yo feelings really hurt
Now I'm sitting in a cell for a pistol now
Aint sitting long
Cuz I'm finna bond out
Look to my left
See some niggas from the town
Cuz at any moment
Some shit can go down
They had me on the front page news
Like a drug dealer
But I was in the county
With the murders and drug dealers
And I'm so independent
That I never really needed niggas
Ran into my nigga Enie
Gone tell em' simple
[jail call]
I was rolling when they got me
Me and a bitch smoking hell of weed
I should've took em on a high speed
Now I'm locked with my nigga C
We aint worried bout shit
We aint worried about a thing
Yeah we from the town
Aint shit gone change
We aint worried bout shit
We aint worried about a thing
You worried about shit
We aint worried about a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
If a bitch want drama then that's what we bring
If a bitch want problems then that's what we bring
If a nigga wanna shoot then a nigga gonna shoot
If a nigga gonna do what he muthf*ckin do
I aint with the fake
I aint with the fugazzy
Born in December
Same birthday as Jay-z
I wanna chill on Sugarhill
Like I was AZ
Doe or die two
Bitch,
I'm free
Aye,
We ain't worried bout a thing bitch
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
Outside
Having fun with this shit
We aint worried about a thing
Cashoutt Chris - First Day Out Lyrics
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English
Trying to lock a nigga down
Can't trap a nigga soul
See you crackas later
Bitch,
I'm back on my thrown
5 figure bond
Shidd let me use the phone
Jam a nigga up
But I'm right back home
With a yellow bone with me
Coming down sunset
Droptop Vet
Nike with a check
Double din deck
Riding thru the set
Bitches want a nigga
Cuz the audemars piguet
Shit,
Bitch it might not be real
Gotta model bitch with me
She just wanna eat pills
Lawyer for the case
I don't need no appeals
Had to tell my mama
I got booked in the field
[police chatter]
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
You would've never found the pistol
If you never did the search
We talking as a man
Why you grabbing on my shirt
Yo kids are fans
So you throw me in the dirt
Young black and winning
I bet yo feelings really hurt
Now I'm sitting in a cell for a pistol now
Aint sitting long
Cuz I'm finna bond out
Look to my left
See some niggas from the town
Cuz at any moment
Some shit can go down
They had me on the front page news
Like a drug dealer
But I was in the county
With the murders and drug dealers
And I'm so independent
That I never really needed niggas
Ran into my nigga Enie
Gone tell em' simple
[jail call]
I was rolling when they got me
Me and a bitch smoking hell of weed
I should've took em on a high speed
Now I'm locked with my nigga C
We aint worried bout shit
We aint worried about a thing
Yeah we from the town
Aint shit gone change
We aint worried bout shit
We aint worried about a thing
You worried about shit
We aint worried about a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
If a bitch want drama then that's what we bring
If a bitch want problems then that's what we bring
If a nigga wanna shoot then a nigga gonna shoot
If a nigga gonna do what he muthf*ckin do
I aint with the fake
I aint with the fugazzy
Born in December
Same birthday as Jay-z
I wanna chill on Sugarhill
Like I was AZ
Doe or die two
Bitch,
I'm free
Aye,
We ain't worried bout a thing bitch
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
Outside
Having fun with this shit
We aint worried about a thing
Can't trap a nigga soul
See you crackas later
Bitch,
I'm back on my thrown
5 figure bond
Shidd let me use the phone
Jam a nigga up
But I'm right back home
With a yellow bone with me
Coming down sunset
Droptop Vet
Nike with a check
Double din deck
Riding thru the set
Bitches want a nigga
Cuz the audemars piguet
Shit,
Bitch it might not be real
Gotta model bitch with me
She just wanna eat pills
Lawyer for the case
I don't need no appeals
Had to tell my mama
I got booked in the field
[police chatter]
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
You would've never found the pistol
If you never did the search
We talking as a man
Why you grabbing on my shirt
Yo kids are fans
So you throw me in the dirt
Young black and winning
I bet yo feelings really hurt
Now I'm sitting in a cell for a pistol now
Aint sitting long
Cuz I'm finna bond out
Look to my left
See some niggas from the town
Cuz at any moment
Some shit can go down
They had me on the front page news
Like a drug dealer
But I was in the county
With the murders and drug dealers
And I'm so independent
That I never really needed niggas
Ran into my nigga Enie
Gone tell em' simple
[jail call]
I was rolling when they got me
Me and a bitch smoking hell of weed
I should've took em on a high speed
Now I'm locked with my nigga C
We aint worried bout shit
We aint worried about a thing
Yeah we from the town
Aint shit gone change
We aint worried bout shit
We aint worried about a thing
You worried about shit
We aint worried about a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
If a bitch want drama then that's what we bring
If a bitch want problems then that's what we bring
If a nigga wanna shoot then a nigga gonna shoot
If a nigga gonna do what he muthf*ckin do
I aint with the fake
I aint with the fugazzy
Born in December
Same birthday as Jay-z
I wanna chill on Sugarhill
Like I was AZ
Doe or die two
Bitch,
I'm free
Aye,
We ain't worried bout a thing bitch
We ain't worried bout a thing
We ain't worried bout shit
We ain't worried bout a thing
Outside
Having fun with this shit
We aint worried about a thing
Writer: Christopher Reed
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