"First Date" lyrics
"First Date"
Sippin' wock, not mm-mm-mm
Meech
Take you out, spent three-hundred on a steak
I was smoking in the car, shit, that's why I'm kinda late
I can feel you're stressed, I can see it in yo' face
But don't take it out on me, cause I'ma go the other way
Buggin' out your phone, cause I'm tryna conversate
I can give you new vibes, I can't take nobody place
I would invite you to my house but it's far, far away
Why is you so fine, can I put you on my plate?
Yeah I sip lean, bitch don't worry 'bout my drank
Yeah I got money, I be in-and-out the bank
All I smoke is exotic, yeah it be real dank
Put some cheese on a nigga, they gon' pull up wit' a tank
I'll be out makin' plays, you can't sit up on my face
They can ride in my coupe, we can head out the way
Can you roll woods for me? I be smokin' all day
Put you in a G-Wagon, not that cheap CLA
Baby I don't tell lies, I'ma never-ever play
The last nigga was a crumb, me, I'm higher in the ranks
I don't know if I can trust you not speaking on my name
Shit, once you deal with me, all your other niggas lame
Yeah, all your other niggas—
Yeah, once you deal with me, all your niggas
Said she like Rick Owens, she gon' wear it everyday
Bitch bag so big it can catch a blue case
She be sippin' on wine, I be sippin' my drank
Already got bitches, you can leave or you could stay
Yeah my lifestyle wild, I don't know if you could hang
I'll fuck yo' life up, have you walkin' sideways
Ride around with my shirt, with nothin' on for the day
And your friends, I'm tryna fuck if you tell her I came
I got a nice lil loft, we can shoot to L.A
I don't got to meet yo' peoples, you can keep me out the way
You got no makeup on but I like it that way
I ain't goin' through yo' phone, that's the games I don't play
We can talk, never argue, I'll put you in your place
We can talk, never argue, I'll put you in your—
Take you out, spent three-hundred on a steak
I was smoking in the car, shit, that's why I'm kinda late
I can feel you're stressed, I can see it in yo' face
But don't take it out on me, cause I'ma go the other way
Buggin' out your phone, cause I'm tryna conversate
I can give you new vibes, I can't take nobody place
I would invite you to my house but it's far, far away
Why is you so fine, can I put you on my plate?
Yeah I sip lean, bitch don't worry 'bout my drank
Yeah I got money, I be in-and-out the bank
All I smoke is exotic, yeah it be real dank
Put some cheese on a nigga, they gon' pull up wit' a tank
Meech
- AZLyrics
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- Baby Smoove Lyrics
mixtape:
"I'm Still Serious 2" (2022)
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