First Off (feat. Travis Scott)

Back on the Forbes shit crazy Yeah I make more than Dwyane Wade baby ATL Jacob I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Pluto Never worked in a gym but I weighed it Travis First off you get the ammo then you cock it Ooh First off we had to blast off like a rocket Skrrt skrrt I put the Patek water on but I got options Yeah PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin' no Louis V belts Louis V on my walls Fishscale nigga I can't fuck with no laws Yeah Never fear what's on my lens I see fugazi I should pee on this bitch and make her pay me Yeah Started off surfin' on a codeine wave I don't exchange info with these niggas They some opps you can kill 'em they ain't with us Ordered a pound of gas to smoke I need a fill up Yeah Got a line on good Gelato and Gorilla Hella freaky with me know you gon' get hit up Steppin' over dead bodies in Margielas I touched a hundred M's and I've been gettin' better Ooh In a red Bugatti gave it right to valet Shoot his head off right it get you new Sheneneh Shootin' dice all night yeah me and Dae Dae We had to work the one on 'em it was a good payday It was a teenager they put him on the news where I'm from He let off 40 shots he can't get no bond Closed on when he shoppin' when he kill him he young They ever get caught snitchin' they gon' cut off your tongue I can't wait 'til they set the rat up yeah I was catchin' juugs now a nigga a millionaire I get the rap check and I avoid the paps I get NBA money and ain't been in the draft Yeah I'm back on the Forbes shit crazy Yeah I make more than Dwyane Wade baby I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Never worked in a gym but I weighed it First off you get the ammo then you cock it Straight up First off we had to blast off like a rocket Uh I put the Patek water on but I got options PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin' no Louis V belts Louis V on my walls Fishscale nigga I can't fuck with no laws Never fear what's on my lens I see fugazi I should pee on this bitch and make her pay me Bound to cut off where it's dim and pour above the rim Yeah Get the backend at the door and let the dogs kill Dogs Point 'em out then turn around that's how we let 'em in Paranoid one conversation then I switch the SIM Oh This took like NBA business I ain't talkin' scrimmage NBA You know I'm James Bond with it Harden with the finish The whip's got curtain options in it I don't need it tinted Just need the option not to see 'em when I'm ridin' in it Used to spend checks on my Nikes now they pay me Yeah Got some Bulls cheerleaders and they wavy Alright Number one off in my city like McGrady Straight up Yeah I'm back on the Forbes shit crazy Roll some OG gas I can't let 'em breathe It's lit Pop me ten to three I can't let 'em sleep Pop it pop it Flyin' through the clouds in somethin' heavenly To these racks way up way up Yeah back on the Forbes shit crazy I make more than Dwayne Wade baby I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Never worked in a gym but I weighed it First off you get the ammo then you cock it Straight up First off we had to blast off like a rocket I put the Patek water on but I got options It's lit PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin' no Louis V belts Louis V on my walls Fishscale nigga I can't fuck with no laws Never fear what's on my lens I see fugazi I should pee on this bitch and make her pay me Back on the Forbes shit crazy Yeah I make more than Dwayne Wade baby Yeah I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Never worked in a gym but I weighed it