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First things first, they can all get the work I'm the best at my worst, pull up in Suburbans Bitches all like brr Nigga you so cold, how your wrist so froze? (Froze, oh yeah, oh yeah) Talking like first things first, they can all get the work (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Ayy You got me thinking we could have something that might work Even though I wish I met your fine friends first You caught my eye, mama So how could I drop ya? Either I'm nice or hella mean, but today I'm in between So find me, find me I'm lost in my thoughts, sleepin' in Versace sheets Filet-ing all my steaks when it's bon apetit You gotta watch your step 'cause it's not guaranteed, ayy I'm a rarity, apparently, ayy I can make a hater suck, a pair of these, ayy I just want a new house with a pair of keys, ayy Maybe get some animals, like some parakeets, ayy And that's some fly shit So fuck it up, fuck it up Baby, represent A nigga like me, I'm a blessing Girl, I'm heaven sent I can get you that new purse (Yeah) SongtexteBut you gotta put in work (Ayy, ayy) It ain't second, it ain't third, baby (Ayy, yeah) First things first, they can all get the work I'm the best at my worst, pull up in Suburbans Bitches all like brr Nigga you so cold, how your wrist so froze? (Froze, oh yeah, oh yeah) Talking like first things first, they can all get the work (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Listen, baby I'm hella tall, I only fly first class, I need the leg room Touched down in your city, headed straight to your bedroom Chopped the top off of the whip for extra head room Smiling 'cause I know I'm gettin' head soon Listen, I was brought up as a man with a lotta class Let's cop Prada bags and pop Balenciaga tags When you living like this, bae, you gotta spazz Try keeping up with us but you just not as fast Town to the universe it’s G and Guapdad Don't try actin' like you not mad Sneak diss but in my presence acting like it's not bad On the West Coast I get the typa love 'Pac had It's the Valentino vampire, Saint Laurent savage Castle in the Hills and my lifestyle's lavish A hundred on my wrist but I still can't time manage It's baseball money, baby, check my batting average First things first, they can all get the work I'm the best at my worst, pull up in Suburbans Bitches all like brr Nigga you so cold, how your wrist so froze? (Froze, oh yeah, oh yeah) Talking like first things first, they can all get the work (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Aus Songtexte Mania