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first1 - t-log lyrics

[verse 1]
40 acres on my mind, might just put it on my time
qadi, that’s my boo
wanna treat her well
leave the rest for the slime
if the pigs hit your line, i ain’t never done a crime
to be honest, i don’t even have the time, might just focus on my grind
b*tch on me, swear they want my two*tone bust down
i don’t do no handouts, b*tch, just watch and you drown
play me for a sucker, penny, but i won’t frown
yo b*tch liked my songs when she saw the account

[chorus]
in love with the funds, yeah
swear i’m addicted to cash, this sh*t is too fun
yeah, we on our way to the top, this sh*t just begun
yeah, how can you say that i lost when i already won
take off last base, like a home run
stack up my cash, for the whole month
ain’t no last place, we the first one
ain’t no last place, we the first one
[verse 2]
212, 212, combo that boy with a cheat code, b*tch
who the f*ck you talkin’ to
no, i don’t miss on the free throw, b*tch
spinnin’ off the perky, feel like a f*ckin’ torpedo, b*tch
opposition talkin’ crazy, wrappin’ em’ up like burritos, b*tch
body bag, body bag, ain’t n0body know where the body at
ain’t n0body gonna miss his sorry ass, yeah
paper gonna say he died of cardiac
we got h*lla poppers, bring the party hats
we got h*lla poppers, bring the party hats
i don’t really f*ck around with copycats
ain’t n0body f*ckin’ with a copycat

- t log lyrics

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