First Time Lyrics by Real Boston Richey
Frrt, frrt
(Ddot cold as a m#th*rf#ck*r, on God)
Music Lyrics Source
Frrt, frrt
(Ddot cold as a m#th*rf#ck*r, on God)
Yeah
(Ayy, 40, what that is?)
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my n#gg# Doe)
Uh, uh