Lil Dude First Day Of School Lyrics
First Day Of School by Lil Dude
[Chorus]
Dressin like it's the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask bitch you know what I do
Flexin on niggas like wrestle
I'm the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a nigga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to bitches on pillows
[Verse 1]
I get up and get me some money
I'm pouring the syrup and muddy
I used to serve out the onions
I used to serve all the junkies
In the trap when there were onions
I know that they hate it they love me
Serving the snow to the bunnies
Sending them back to the country
Getting them bags every candy
I need the money a addict
A bastard, the streets is my daddy
These young niggas shoot til they crash you
You can see me with some glasses
I be dabbing in the fastest
My bitches bad with the ass
Racing the foreign on drag
Fresh like im dead or fresh to death
Racks in my pants designer belt
Who the fuck is y'all niggas?
I don't need no nigga help
Go get the skirt, no kilt
I'm in DMV with Lil Dude
Dope money bitches come get the dog food
Money, Power, Respect we play by our own rules
Pablo the builder, I got bricks, I keep the tool
[Chorus]
Dressin like it's the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask bitch you know what I do
Flexin on niggas like wrestle
I'm the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a nigga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to bitches on pillows
[Verse 2]
I was nothin' but a D boy now I can sit back and kick up my feet
She ain't fucking with no cheap boy, i get the rackies so bitches gon leap
I stay with my dogs and my dogs stay with me
Who the fuck took the doors off the jeep?
These niggas jayree And I'm in too deep
I had to put my gutter bitch on a leash
Two foreign bitches right there on the beach
I'm kicking my plate, they get up and eat
I'm tricking these bitches they give me a treat
Micro mini draco under the seat
These niggas are rookies and I'm too elite
I'm a thief in the night, and yo bitch she a freak
I Walk in the spot all these bitches gon eat
I'm poppin shit nigga, don't stand next to me
I mixed the Vlone with the rich kid's Supreme
Don't step in no blood that's a murder scene
I'm smoking the cookie no blue dream
Heard he got rip but his bird never tripping, no scene
These niggas not even worth up in the thing
Still Stand on the corner like Sean Spring
These niggas know that they not harming me
Ain't got a problem, that what happen when the commas sing
(Trapnanana!)
[Chorus]
Dressin like it's the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask bitch you know what I do
Flexin on niggas like wrestle
I'm the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a nigga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to bitches on pillows
Pillowtalk
Dressin like it's the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask bitch you know what I do
Flexin on niggas like wrestle
I'm the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a nigga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to bitches on pillows
[Verse 1]
I get up and get me some money
I'm pouring the syrup and muddy
I used to serve out the onions
I used to serve all the junkies
In the trap when there were onions
I know that they hate it they love me
Serving the snow to the bunnies
Sending them back to the country
Getting them bags every candy
I need the money a addict
A bastard, the streets is my daddy
These young niggas shoot til they crash you
You can see me with some glasses
I be dabbing in the fastest
My bitches bad with the ass
Racing the foreign on drag
Fresh like im dead or fresh to death
Racks in my pants designer belt
Who the fuck is y'all niggas?
I don't need no nigga help
Go get the skirt, no kilt
I'm in DMV with Lil Dude
Dope money bitches come get the dog food
Money, Power, Respect we play by our own rules
Pablo the builder, I got bricks, I keep the tool
[Chorus]
Dressin like it's the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask bitch you know what I do
Flexin on niggas like wrestle
I'm the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a nigga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to bitches on pillows
[Verse 2]
I was nothin' but a D boy now I can sit back and kick up my feet
She ain't fucking with no cheap boy, i get the rackies so bitches gon leap
I stay with my dogs and my dogs stay with me
Who the fuck took the doors off the jeep?
These niggas jayree And I'm in too deep
I had to put my gutter bitch on a leash
Two foreign bitches right there on the beach
I'm kicking my plate, they get up and eat
I'm tricking these bitches they give me a treat
Micro mini draco under the seat
These niggas are rookies and I'm too elite
I'm a thief in the night, and yo bitch she a freak
I Walk in the spot all these bitches gon eat
I'm poppin shit nigga, don't stand next to me
I mixed the Vlone with the rich kid's Supreme
Don't step in no blood that's a murder scene
I'm smoking the cookie no blue dream
Heard he got rip but his bird never tripping, no scene
These niggas not even worth up in the thing
Still Stand on the corner like Sean Spring
These niggas know that they not harming me
Ain't got a problem, that what happen when the commas sing
(Trapnanana!)
[Chorus]
Dressin like it's the first day of school
Hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
If she bad, I might make her my boo
Don't even ask bitch you know what I do
Flexin on niggas like wrestle
I'm the plug, deep etching
Ride with that 38 special
Try me send em to the devil
Trap hot like a kettle
Ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
Whip with the beat like Zeta
Finesse a nigga out the cheddar
I can shoot good like a hitta
I put the mike in the middle
You a rat stuart little
You talking to bitches on pillows
Pillowtalk