Hotboii and ATL Jacob - First Of All

First of all, you ain't got to do that
Double O lil' baby
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Ain't lovin' on no lady

First of all, ain't no rappin', I got cheese though
If it ain't the gang, then it's just me, Toke, and Rico
Some how these crackers tryna hit me with the RICO
I put a hundred in my clip, no time to reload
'Fore you think 'bout runnin' up, lil' boy, go run you some Ms
Right now, I'm so fired up, that I might die tryna live
Back when we was jits, remember that shit, in the cell they sent me
Ain't no competition, but that gave you advantage

Ain't know, know why niggas hatin' on me
As the underdog, knew that the sun would shine on me
Pick up the phone, oh, sorry, I been down for a week
Wolph died, Silly died, it's been hard to go to sleep, yeah
Took it so they weak now
That ain't nothin' I Tweet about
Niggas be police and now I wonder what it be about
Ever since I was little, you know I always pictured me a star
I don't even need a guard, we gon' rock out, know we them boys
I'm adjustin', 'justin' to all of the fame
I just be rollin', I'm truckin' can you get in the way
Every time I talk, open my mouth, you gon' see lemonade
I ain't lovin' on no ho, I keep my feelings safe

First of all, ain't no rappin', I got cheese though
If it ain't the gang, then it's just me, Toke, and Rico
Some how these crackers tryna hit me with the RICO
I put a hundred in my clip, no time to reload
'Fore you think 'bout runnin' up, lil' boy, go run you some Ms
Right now, I'm so fired up, that I might die tryna live
Back when we was jits, remember that shit, in the cell they sent me
Ain't no competition, but that gave you advantage

Still don't understand it, how you put hoes over family?
I'm, gettin' loaf like a deli
Been rockin' from back in the G, could of sworn we was better
When I won, he didn't clap for me, right there, I knew he was jealous
I don't wanna do no settlin', baby girl, I'm married to the game
I got a cougar ho, yeah she go both ways
K know I'll pop out at dark, catch him, gon' spray
I ain't got no heart, so I'm gon' cut you no spade
Bae, even though we MIA, keep heat like D Wade
I ain't stuntin' what he say, he just rappin' game
Man, these niggas see me comin', look the other way

First of all, ain't no rappin', I got cheese though
If it ain't the gang, then it's just me, Toke, and Rico
Some how these crackers tryna hit me with the RICO
I put a hundred in my clip, no time to reload
'Fore you think 'bout runnin' up, lil' boy, go run you some Ms
Right now, I'm so fired up, that I might die tryna live
Back when we was jits, remember that shit, in the cell they sent me
Ain't no competition, but that gave you advantage

Written by:
Jacob Canady, Javarri Walker

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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