Scrim - 1st Things First Lyrics

 

1st Things First

(Lonely Boy - Second Solo Studio Album)


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Scrim 1st Things First Lyrics. 1st Things First Song Sung By American Artist Scrim On Lonely Boy Second Solo Studio Album. Scrim 1st Things First Is American Pop Song. Scrim 1st Things First Music English Lyrics Released In February 02, 2024.


SCRIM 1ST THINGS FIRST INFO


Song : 1st Things First
Artist : Scrim
Album : Lonely Boy (2024)
Genre : Pop
Language : English
Release Date : 2024.02.02


SCRIM 1ST THINGS FIRST LYRICS


Ay I don't really go outside but when I do dog they better pray
I been with my kin locked in thinking 'bout better days
One too many coupes dog which one I'm 'a drive today
Ain't too much changed dog you know I'm 'a get high today

Still pulling up on dirt roads
Still filled up with chemicals
Laughing at them hurt hoes
I'm twisting medicinal
I'm 'a pop my shit boy I could never let up
Drugs they keep me down but that money keep my head up

Ay first things first yea I'm 'a get it 'til the motherfucking bag right
Percs on top Percs on top of Percs must be the half life
They really ain't shit back and forth like a half pipe
Fuck it I'll pour some more dog, already sipped a half pint

They looking for my blessing
I'm looking for they section
Pulling up with some hoes I hit thinking that they flexing
Ay money on me no stressing
Ay 20 mill in my checking
Ay I take a look at my wrist any time I need reflecting

Got me thinking 'bout heaven if I die will I even go?
Will I see my fam and my homies dog I need to know
I'm tryna move it slow hit an exit on the scenic road
Young and in the ground where the men in my family seem to go

Too many thoughts 'bout dying why I'm always sipping on the jug
Shit really ain't 'bout trying dog it's hard to put down all the drugs
Thought this shit would be different thought this shit would fix my fam for once
OG handed me the blunt said youngin look, it never was

Ay I don't really go outside but when I do dog they better pray
I been with my kin locked in thinking 'bout better days
One too many coupes dog which one I'm 'a drive today
Ain't too much changed dog you know I'm 'a get high today

Still pulling up on dirt roads
Still filled up with chemicals
Laughing at them hurt hoes
I'm twisting medicinal
I'm 'a pop my shit boy I could never let up
Drugs they keep me down but that money keep my head up

First things first yea I'm 'a get it 'til the motherfucking bag right
Percs on top Percs on top of Percs must be the half life
They really ain't shit back and forth like a half pipe
Fuck it I'll pour some more dog, already sipped a half pint


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