Duwap Kaine, Lil Candy - First Day Out lyrics

[Duwap Kaine, Lil Candy - First Day Out lyrics]

(Get the fuck up nigga, nigga make up yo bed)
Fuck Douglas County, fuck, fuck all them
Lame ass fuck, I been

12 try to lock me over
They can't come lock me over
12 try to lock me over
They can't come lock me over
With the rent like it's stolen
And the pot, it be yola
And the coco, my ice is so polar
12 try to lock me over
They can't come lock me over
12 try to lock me over
They can't come lock me over
With the rent like it's stolen
And the pot, it be yola
And the coco, my ice is so pola

Fuck school, I ain't going back
I had moved out just to cop a tat
Had to pay my bail, it was six stacks
Almost gave my mama a damn heart attack
Looking down, where my money at?
Totin' big guns like big mags
Had the big Glock in my backpack
Got a bad bitch with a fat ass
But she moving out, for her mama cash
And that's rest in peace, to my fucking dad
I don't know these niggas
Who they coming at i blow the chopper at you
With the fucking mag

Most of these niggas ain't shooting, aye
Chopper might knock off your feet, aye
I just know him for the beats, aye
He ain't really in the streets, aye
The Glock, it was tucked in my jeans'
Now it's back at the county
Fifty bands for the bounty
Watch a nigga go and count it
Hopped out and smoked on that
Keisha like it was khalifa
Whipped more than I needed
She whip till she seizure
Got caught with the heater
No bullets, no pressure she fuck as my extra
My diamonds look wetter

Got me on lock down
Riding with the Glock now
Riding with the uzi now
Might have to shoot him down
Gotta keep the uzi tucked
Don't know who to trust
Got my gang in this bitch
If any nigga wanna buck
He ain't with the knuckle up
He ain't gone buckle up

Pussy all these niggas is bitches
12 try to lock me up, I ain't going
12 try to lock me up, I ain't going
12 try to lock me up, I ain't going

12 try to lock me over
They cannot lock me over
I be sipping soda, put lean in the soda
For my drug test, now it's really over
Fuck my PO and the cops
Fuck 12, they some opps
Fuck 12, that's the topic
Throw a pussy nigga in the cockpit
All these niggas, they been talking shit

Never gave a fuck, never will
Young nigga pay the bill
Nigga shooting guns 'cause I got the skill
I will never squeal, pop him like a pill
I will never chill nigga not a deal
They found all the weed all in my lungs
Found dirty Sprite all on my tongue
I don't fuck with cops
They some fucking bums
I was in the cell, I be going dumb

Nigga fuck 12, nigga fuck 12, nigga fuck 12
Now a nigga done
Fuck 12, nigga fuck 12, now fuck 12
Now a nigga done
Fuck 12, nigga fuck 12, nigga fuck
12, now a nigga done, ayy

12 try to lock me over
They can't come lock me over
12 try to lock me over
They can't come lock me over
With the rent like it's stolen
And the pot, it be yola
And the coco, my ice is so polar

12 try to lock me over
They can't come lock me over
12 try to lock me over
They can't come lock me over
With the rent like it's stolen
And the pot, it be yola
And the coco, my ice is so polar
Fuck school, I ain't going back
I had moved out just to cop a tat

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