First Blood

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Lyrics

(I don't give a fuck about you
 I don't give a fuck about Steel
 And I don't give a)
 Fuck about anybody
 Catch a body
 Popping ollies
 Man I feel like Broly
 And I'm prolly
 Eating pockies
 Out of sheer folly
 Gosh golly
 Feeling Holly
 While I give her wood
 I won't stop until I'm shackin' with Meagan Good
 Future dark
 Turning brighter than Meagan Good
 Oh geez
 Yeah I fucking went there
 Bitch please
 R.I.P Pop
 And R.I.P Steez
 New york we coming up
 I don't give a fuck
 Long Island gone stand up
 Catch me getting buck
 On a truck
 Niggas suck
 Like pornstars
 Rhyme in 2G I'm LTE I got 4 bars
 Ugh
 Niggas tryna flex until they get carded
 Discarded bombarded
 You dishonest
 Goddamn
 I'm the hardest
 I'm too honest
 I'm the hottest
 Adonis who the god is
 Ugh Ugh
 Spread when 5G (Ugh)
 Stacking gingerbread man
 Can't catch me (Ugh)
 Kurta clan killing all you spideys (Ugh)
 Red eyes dripping blood like IVs (Ugh)
 I'm Naofumi like the hero with the shield
 You a boxy ass square like a Minecraft build
 If you tryna' get close then you about to get killed
 (Finna flood through the mud finna get first blood)
 (First blood)
 Who the fuck really gonna test me
 Vampire flow no holy water bless me
 Cool calm collected none of y'all can stress me
 Finna get beheaded by the legendary XT
 Can't press or contest me
 I always keep it locked
 Like them coppers went arrest me
 Got a list of reasons I'm the best on a prezi
 And none of you fake fucks ever gonna best me nigga
 Ayy ayy yeah
 I'm finna run up the bank yeah
 I got the drip like a sink yeah
 I give a fuck what you think yeah
 Dress my wifey up in pink yeah
 All white like a saint yeah uh wait
 All white like a saint bitch
 (Ugh)
 My third eye is open
 It doesn't blink
 Fuck with the order you'll be extinct
 Omega god with the quad wheeler
 Minigun in a two seater
 Drop the iron like I need a breather
 Hit that nigga with the heater
 Hit his bitch I'm finna keep her
 Ring on it she a keeper
 Ha
 Take his whole spine out
 Mkx You gone find out
 Schools in got the binds out
 Blind fold he's in time out
 30 On him now his mind out
 Acid vat he went down south
 All these bitches really acting prude
 But they on they knees when the lines out
 Snort snort
 Going in
 Horton hears a whore bring a friend
 Don't like 'em don't even pretend
 If a nigga talkin then I'm about to sin
 Grab a shotgun hit him in the leg
 Like a mailman I'm finna send (Yeah)
 Up to heaven grab the mac 11 (Yeah)
 He go down down (Ultra combo)
 Like seven and seven (Yeah)
 This bitch ass nigga said I stole his flow
 So I had to kill him dead (Fatality)
 He ain't talkin no mo'
 Niggas know
 XT might kill yo' fucking hoe
 False claiming on the bro
 Never right
 Swing Storm Bringer like Everlight
 Every time I spit nigga hella sight
 Like a bitch nigga yeah hella tight (Hella tight)
 Nigga what the fuck
 Fuck you talkin' 'bout (Ayy ayy yeah)
 (I'm finna run up the bank yeah)
 Steal yo' fucking flow nigga
 (I got the drip like a sink yeah)
 Don't fucking know who the fuck you are nigga
 (I give a fuck what you think yeah)
 Fucking bitchass nigga
 (Dress my wifey up in pink yeah)
 If I see you nigga it's on site nigga
 (All white like a saint yeah uh wait)
 (All white like a saint bitch)

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Duration
03:18
Key
11
Tempo
107 BPM

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