Robb Bank$ - 1st Thing First lyrics

[Pre Hook: Robb Bank$] Aye b**h I walk up in it Chrome, hoe pick up your phone Sir Griffin don't a Piston But I do not play ball You a peasant, you a serf I got Wi-Fi on I walk in it with a semi No, bum bum bum [Hook: Robb Bank$] Aye, b**h First thing I need is a perc Stick my dick in the pint She lick it with the syrup No I keep the muzzle p**y n***a hit the dirt Boy don't make me up it keep on talkin' you'll get burnt Aye Aye, ain't nobody like me, ain't nobody like me I might f** your wifey Boy I know you like it Ain't nobody like me, why the f** you lying? You know I was signed, you can't do it like me [Verse 1: Fat Nick] b**h I know I'm stunting Codeine got my kidneys rotting Jugg the plug, I'm out here running Know we're flexing, bands be thumbing Popping these oxys today Global, get outta' my face You local stay outta' my way We send the whole pint and finesse him for days Jump him no stopping I'm popping these knuckles We cashin' out shows My pockets stay bluffing My savages jumping Buffet Boys we buzzing We actavis drowning I'm tweaking on something Driving the windows and air it You broke? Designer, can't wear it The phones, can't even compare it Flashing the Gucci They watching and staring Booling out gon' fool 'em 2241 shooter Release the car on boot up Bring your b**h, I swear you'll lose her Why you tweakin' on me? Thousand dollar sneakers on me Drown the fo' in liters Why you think they wanna be us? [Verse 2: Robb Bank$] Boy you know you tweakin' If you think that b**h a keeper Boy I eat her, then I skeet her Combo, she a sleeper Off the bat, I'm Derek Jeter Homerun, when I see her Strip the belt of her, leaner n***a, you gon' need a prenup [Hook: Robb Bank$] b**h First thing I need is a perc Stick my dick in the pint She lick it with the syrup No I keep the muzzle p**y n***a hit the dirt Boy don't make me up it keep on talkin' you'll get burnt Aye Aye, ain't nobody like me, ain't nobody like me I might f** your wifey Boy I know you like it Ain't nobody like me, why the f** you lying? You know I was signed, you can't do it like me [Pre Hook: Robb Bank$] Aye b**h I walk up in it Chrome, hoe pick up your phone Sir Griffin don't a Piston But I do not play ball You a peasant, you a serf I got Wi-Fi on I walk in it with a semi No, bum bum bum [Verse 3: Robb Bank$] 2phoneshawty take your b**h I'm gone bleed them 6 I'm 545 fighter I'm the f**ing King of Leon p**y n***a talking with his chest You better wear a vest, you a peon Got a red b**h Coming through my day like a Hurricane Or Rock Lee huh Phone will snipe a n***a like I'm Blade More less take your Bape n***a waiting for me You clean tables all day Jessica do what I say n***a know I'm k**grave I got flies in the air Like a f**ing bouquet [Verse 4: Fat Nick] When we visit, choppers spray I don't care what you say I got racks, spendin' bands And I do this everyday Sipping lean, popping pills All these d** gon' light my fuse Who is you? Who are you? You a broke boy that's so true [Hook: Robb Bank$] b**h First thing I need is a perc Stick my dick in the pint She lick it with the syrup No I keep the muzzle p**y n***a hit the dirt Boy don't make me up it keep on talkin' you'll get burnt Aye Aye ain't nobody like me, Ain't' nobody like me I might f** your wifey Boy I know you like it Ain't nobody like me, Why the f** you lieing? You know I was signed, you can't do it like me