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VonOff1700 - First One Lyrics
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Alright, turnt up, not burnt up
Nigga diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up
Free the gang, we the gang, niggas wanna be the gang, we'll come R.I.P. your gang
You know that (FREAKEY)

Alright, okay
Them niggas that jump off the porch and be too damn tough (they f*ck?)
Them be the first ones dyin'
Them niggas that started the war don't be on shit
Them be the first ones hidin' (they bitch ass)
Them niggas that troll on the 'net, when one of them die
Them be the first ones cryin' (okay)
Every time we got us a lo' on one of the opps
I was the first slidin' (you know that)
Niggas be tellin' the truth when they talkin' to 12
I be the first one lyin' (you know that)
Every time we outside, the opps don't slide
Them niggas don't even be tryin' (they bitch ass)
Free my brother, that nigga really get wild
That boy be shootin' and drivin' (for real)
The opps tryna post they block, I told 'em they can't
So I'm finna come and remind 'em (I'm comin', nigga)

Okay, all of my opps broke as f*ck, which of 'em rappin'?
I'm finna f*ck around, sign him (His broke ass)
It's a whole lot of shooters out here, but you run up on me
Your ass gon' get popped by a blind one
I don't wanna kick it with rappers, don't bring 'em around me
I'm the type nigga to slime 'em
We hit his ass so many times, we knocked off his arm
They was lookin', but they couldn't even find it (for real)
For niggas that think it's a game (shit)
You get hit with this, I promise they not gon' revive you (they not)
Okay, playin' them dumb-ass games, get dumb-ass prizes
So we finna come and surprise you (for real)
That nigga is not no threat, when we be slidin'
We see him and don't even mind him (bitch ass)
That nigga was gettin' some chicken and thought it was sweet
That's how we ended up fryin' him (okay)

Okay
Them niggas that jump off the porch and be too damn tough (shit)
Them be the first ones dyin'
Them niggas that started the war don't be on shit (f*ck)
Them be the first ones hidin' (they bitch ass)
Them niggas that troll on the 'net, when one of them die
Them be the first ones cryin' (okay)
Every time we got us a lo' on one of the opps
I was the first slidin' (you know that)
Niggas be tellin' the truth when they talkin' to 12
I be the first one lyin' (you know that)
Every time we outside, the opps don't slide
Them niggas don't even be tryin' (they bitch ass)
Free my brother, that nigga really get wild
That boy be shootin' and drivin' (woo)
The opps tryna post they block, I told 'em they can't
So I'm finna come and remind 'em

Uh, the opps ain't hittin' on shit
They'll suck dick to get signed, I don't even mind 'em
He stopped playin' with this shit,
We went Fox huntin', it wasn't hard to find him
Caught his ass, it was perfect timin'
7.62, 5.56, we combine 'em
Dumped every bullet when they got on side him
When I'm done with this shit, they'll treat me like Biden
No tags on the Trackhawk, it's whinin'
Four lil' Foxes, all of 'em some minors
I done got rich, havin' a boost in my ego
Every bitch I f*cked probably run with Jamie
Fox, a switch and a ski, free Shiesty
Knock every nigga ass out that don't like me
Let the whole hundred round go, you die (damn)
He got caught one rainy day, they hit him lightin' (damn)

Them niggas that jump off the porch and be too damn tough
Them be the first ones dyin'
Them niggas that started the war don't be on shit (f*ck)
Them be the first ones hidin' (they bitch ass)
Them niggas that troll on the 'net, when one of them die
Them be the first ones cryin' (okay)
Every time we got us a lo' on one of the opps
I was the first slidin' (you know that)
Niggas be tellin' the truth when they talkin' to 12
I be the first one lyin' (you know that)
Every time we outside, the opps don't slide
Them niggas don't even be tryin' (they bitch ass)
Free my brother, that nigga really get wild
That boy be shootin' and drivin' (for real)
The opps tryna post they block, I told 'em they can't
So I'm finna come and remind 'em (I'm comin', nigga)

You niggas post that block, y'all know I'm comin' through
So don't even try that shit, nigga
Free my hood, f*ck your hood, nigga
We'll come extort your hood, nigga
The f*ck?
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Alright, turnt up, not burnt up
Nigga diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up
Free the gang, we the gang, niggas wanna be the gang, we'll come R.I.P. your gang
You know that (FREAKEY)

Alright, okay
Them niggas that jump off the porch and be too damn tough (they f*ck?)
Them be the first ones dyin'
Them niggas that started the war don't be on shit
Them be the first ones hidin' (they bitch ass)
Them niggas that troll on the 'net, when one of them die
Them be the first ones cryin' (okay)
Every time we got us a lo' on one of the opps
I was the first slidin' (you know that)
Niggas be tellin' the truth when they talkin' to 12
I be the first one lyin' (you know that)
Every time we outside, the opps don't slide
Them niggas don't even be tryin' (they bitch ass)
Free my brother, that nigga really get wild
That boy be shootin' and drivin' (for real)
The opps tryna post they block, I told 'em they can't
So I'm finna come and remind 'em (I'm comin', nigga)

Okay, all of my opps broke as f*ck, which of 'em rappin'?
I'm finna f*ck around, sign him (His broke ass)
It's a whole lot of shooters out here, but you run up on me
Your ass gon' get popped by a blind one
I don't wanna kick it with rappers, don't bring 'em around me
I'm the type nigga to slime 'em
We hit his ass so many times, we knocked off his arm
They was lookin', but they couldn't even find it (for real)
For niggas that think it's a game (shit)
You get hit with this, I promise they not gon' revive you (they not)
Okay, playin' them dumb-ass games, get dumb-ass prizes
So we finna come and surprise you (for real)
That nigga is not no threat, when we be slidin'
We see him and don't even mind him (bitch ass)
That nigga was gettin' some chicken and thought it was sweet
That's how we ended up fryin' him (okay)

Okay
Them niggas that jump off the porch and be too damn tough (shit)
Them be the first ones dyin'
Them niggas that started the war don't be on shit (f*ck)
Them be the first ones hidin' (they bitch ass)
Them niggas that troll on the 'net, when one of them die
Them be the first ones cryin' (okay)
Every time we got us a lo' on one of the opps
I was the first slidin' (you know that)
Niggas be tellin' the truth when they talkin' to 12
I be the first one lyin' (you know that)
Every time we outside, the opps don't slide
Them niggas don't even be tryin' (they bitch ass)
Free my brother, that nigga really get wild
That boy be shootin' and drivin' (woo)
The opps tryna post they block, I told 'em they can't
So I'm finna come and remind 'em

Uh, the opps ain't hittin' on shit
They'll suck dick to get signed, I don't even mind 'em
He stopped playin' with this shit,
We went Fox huntin', it wasn't hard to find him
Caught his ass, it was perfect timin'
7.62, 5.56, we combine 'em
Dumped every bullet when they got on side him
When I'm done with this shit, they'll treat me like Biden
No tags on the Trackhawk, it's whinin'
Four lil' Foxes, all of 'em some minors
I done got rich, havin' a boost in my ego
Every bitch I f*cked probably run with Jamie
Fox, a switch and a ski, free Shiesty
Knock every nigga ass out that don't like me
Let the whole hundred round go, you die (damn)
He got caught one rainy day, they hit him lightin' (damn)

Them niggas that jump off the porch and be too damn tough
Them be the first ones dyin'
Them niggas that started the war don't be on shit (f*ck)
Them be the first ones hidin' (they bitch ass)
Them niggas that troll on the 'net, when one of them die
Them be the first ones cryin' (okay)
Every time we got us a lo' on one of the opps
I was the first slidin' (you know that)
Niggas be tellin' the truth when they talkin' to 12
I be the first one lyin' (you know that)
Every time we outside, the opps don't slide
Them niggas don't even be tryin' (they bitch ass)
Free my brother, that nigga really get wild
That boy be shootin' and drivin' (for real)
The opps tryna post they block, I told 'em they can't
So I'm finna come and remind 'em (I'm comin', nigga)

You niggas post that block, y'all know I'm comin' through
So don't even try that shit, nigga
Free my hood, f*ck your hood, nigga
We'll come extort your hood, nigga
The f*ck?
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Writer: Brad Malcolm, Cavon Paige, Davon D. Meeks, Hans-Michael Dary-Nereus, Hunter Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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