First Sunday Lyrics

Who made that beat Mojo

That bitch go crazy

Ha ha ha ha ha

Why that bitch keep askin' for money

That's some shit that bitch just can't get

Why them J's keep askin' for friends

That's some shit that I just can't get

Why them niggas keep actin' like gangsta

J's on hoes, straight up bitches

My momma said if you gon' rob a still

Then you can do a lil' kill

I can build a build, I ain't bought a build

We plottin' to rob your crib

I been poppin' up a purse

Hope my heart gon' heal

Swear on Sunday I'm goin' to church

Still gon' park these pills

Gon' do these drills

And move this work

I gotta hold down chicken coop

All you do is hear I'm church

Gotta hold down spinning crew

Crew I get down, won't say a word

Can't bring one clip, I'ma bring the two

Bastard feelin' just like the Purge

My young nigga, he doin' doughnuts

In the road, I told him, swerve

Tried to take me off the block

But I stuck right to the curb

The curve I'm from, everything shot

EBK put shit in dirt

I bought a pack, I don't need no car

But every Sunday I'm goin' to church

Double ups, half ounces, ounces, grams

Kilos, birds, chickens, eagles

Bricks, boulders, cake, weight, hard sauce

However you want it, nigga

Huh, fish cake

What up

Don't call me 20 if you ain't spendin

Call me dark if you got flow

You said smoke, you got some tension

I had to double up my cup

Me and my young niggas finished missions

I had to mask off

What a young nigga

Tired of turnin' racks into riches

Smoke when I'm in my feelings

I go out and drill shit

I go send on young

Fuck spend a long life

Fuck a friendship

Why that bitch keep askin' for money

That's some shit that bitch just can't get

Why them J's keep askin' for friends

That's some shit that I just can't get

That's some shit that I just can't get