Foogiano - FIRST DAY IN LA (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Foogiano - FIRST DAY IN LA (en) Lyrics
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Crazy, said it's fine, man, Shiesty,
that's on gang, man (Brr)
1017, icy, and we shinin' (Go),
and we hard as fuck
Once again, I'm locked in with
TP, we finna make a hit (Go)
Greatness at its finest (Brr),
me and Shiesty (Brr), we fucked
off the line (Fuck it up)
I'm 1017, so icy (Icy), we shinin',
it ain't hard here (Big Shiesty)
And 'em niggas started way before,
but (Brr, brr), now they
fall behind (Keep 'em)
Our first time in L.A. (Ayy), bitch,
we spent a ten on just to get blind
I'm in L.A., smokin' kush
(Ayy), this all, shit got
me paranoid (Paranoid)
I ain't really wanna kill that
boy, but he was really beggin'
for it (Brr, brr)
And it's time to slide again (Yeah,
slide), pop my Bentley, got in
the force (Brr, force, ooh)
And I got your bitch on here,
nigga, she ain't prayin' to
the Lord (Lord, no, brr)
Brr, brr, bitch, I got
some to say (No)
We have the Dracos in the
bushes and off, might hit
the block today (Woah)
Skipped this play yesterday
(Woah), in Cali' and rollin'
off today (Woah)
In the concrete, I'm a god, the hood
pop out, I show my face (I do)
I feel like Tom Cruise, on
a movie, Shiesty hop down,
shootin', Uzi (Brr)
The opps be wavin' guns up on the
internet more than they use it
Know we rep that murder gang
(Rrr), just hop out and
we gon' prove it (Ah)
Tap in with the automatic (Ayy),
we gettin' head and we loved
(Brr), we blew it (Brr)
And flew to the hills right at the jacuzzi,
neck to the shower (Shower)
Pour up Wock' in the Fanta, smokin'
big blunts at an hour (Hour)
Big Shiesty for President, I told y'all
that the world was ours (Yeah)
Niggas causin' beef with me,
three people (Brr), yeah,
he grabbed the valve
Brazy, locked up, called the
guns (Brr), show my lil'
niggas some love (Brr)
I be with my fourth (Brr),
when I'm about to geek up
on these drugs (Brr)
I been tryna kick curb (Brr), but I'm
so fucked up out in mud (Brr)
Sometimes, I don't need a reason,
my uppin' in my career,
I got it out the mud
Bitch, you heard what Shiesty
said, don't play with 'em,
we ain't 'em boys (Boys)
Deliver, that's more front, a nigga
hit a family four (Yeah)
Yeah, I got six different
bitches, but they all one
of kind (One of kind)
Call my side bitch up and
get my main bitch, and she
can't record ('Cord)
We the fastest ever, do this shit, lil'
nigga, check 'em (Go check 'em)
Nigga, it's the mayor and it's November,
nigga, check my scale (Huh?)
I buy a C8 (Huh?), with 308, make it
down with the Devil (Down with the)
I'm a rapper, killer (Ah), I did
great, don't make me get my
shit (Make me get my shit)
On the Cuban, and we goin' deep, we
never need a hole (I don't say)
All my youngins know we slide, they
never question me, they just
follow (Don't question, bro)
I'm in the hills with a rich
bitch, boy, you know,
we don't quit (We don't)
I ain't doin' shit for free (Yeah),
you better bring your stuff (Yeah)
Walked in Gucci, spent a ten,
and ten, man, it's on Tyreek
Hill (On Tyreek Hill)
If he hungry for the beef (What?),
I feed him smoke just
like a grill (Like a)
I remember I was broke as hell
(Huh?), was dreamin' 'bout a mil'
(Dreamin' 'bout a mil')
Now I'm at Hollywood (Yeah), at
one mil', don't compare to my deal
(Don't compare to my deal)
If I had to slide (Slide), the racks
in my hand (Slide), come through
the mail (Come through)
And I know Shiesty Slime (My
bro), we in, we got two twinnin'
twins (Two twinnin')
Let a nigga play with us (Ah),
I promise he won't play
again (Play again)
Yeah, this us, so icy (So icy),
we freeze your ass, won't
go again (Go again)
Boy, I poured in Wock' (Wock'),
in my design, in my pocket,
I get out my body (Go out)
But they tryna keep me in the
booth, so I don't think about
'em bodies (Bodies)
Them them niggas switched up
on me (Yeah), can't believe
he broke, he lied to (Lied)
Yeah, that's why I keep my
Glock tight, nigga, I don't
charge nobody (I don't)
And I got your bitch on here, nigga,
she ain't prayin' to the Lord
(Lord, brr, brr, big, brr)
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