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first things first - rfa17 lyrics

[intro]
first things first go ride for your bro in a he*rs*
we got shotty’s to blow your head off your shoulders
gang been putting in work
invest in blades and glock’s that merc
we had his family crying in church
better run when you see this flash
cuz’ it’ll be a second ’till them boys burst

[verse]
they rapping like they touch me, like what?
get the f*ck out of the stu’
didn’t your bro get put on the news
you haven’t got back i’m still confused
i’m telling my bro “go reach for the bag”
i’m running the ball and stabbing his dad
i’m down for the cause, you lying on tracks
it’s go do a drill before you come rap
i just came out from doing a stretch
i’m looking for opps a*drill ’em again
pushing my blade in jеsse’s head
they didn’t do sh*t but run to a friеnd
i been in the fiends with that uati pack
they calling me up say “send me a bag”
i’ll make you cough from that niknev fact
i’m posted up he gon’ hear this bang (bang bang)
come test the block with our ?
look around tryna shoot at a person
who do you think a star bought up?
? ? gon’ get cheffed up
ski’s in a riot that shot up the car
make ’em all run tryna duck all these darts
f*ck all the opps we know they ain’t hard
sippin’ on tea with you in my blunt

[chorus]
if first things first go ride for your bro in a he*rs*
we got shotty’s to blow your head off your shoulders
gang been putting in work
invest in blades and glock’s that merc
we had his family crying in church
better run when you see this flash
cuz’ it’ll be a second ’till them boys burst

[verse]
i’m a skinny c*nt but made half of them n*ggas run
when they see me they know what’s up
they say i’m a skinny kid but these p*ssies know what i did
jumped out and done him up
dying to leave this kid, we chop him like weed in the mix
spliff got me coughin’ up
and no i can’t die so i swing my arms in the party i might just uati bop (gang gang)
their lack in your health
they think it’s a game ’till they run out of health
like how many wounds has your brother done held
i don’t need a gang b*tch i’ll do it myself (p*ssy)
now let’s get to the facts
i can name multiple opps that i stabbed
we done said names and place with times and dates
and they’re still gonna say we cap
i’m not stressin’ gang’ll do it then we leave him
press him, chef him, bless him
how’s he breathing?
it’s depressing sh*t, they ain’t pressing sh*t
but they talking sh*t like we don’t beat them
it was us that left that p*ssy bleeding out
talking on my bro, who’s in their feelings now?
chasing n*ggas up and walking n*ggas down
bro got put in cuffs and yours is in the ground
[chorus]
if first things first go ride for your bro in a he*rs*
we got shotty’s to blow your head off your shoulders
gang been putting in work
invest in blades and glock’s that merc
we had his family crying in church
better run when you see this flash
cuz’ it’ll be a second ’till them boys burst

- rfa17 lyrics

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