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Rundown Spaz - First Day Out (Freestyle) Ft. Nba Youngboy & Rundown Choppaboy (Official Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rundown Spaz
Rundown Spaz
Vocals
Rundown Choppaboy
Rundown Choppaboy
Vocals
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwaine Spinner Ronald
Antwaine Spinner Ronald
Songwriter
Jarrod Merritt Damond
Jarrod Merritt Damond
Songwriter
Kevin Bikobikhogho Ndong
Kevin Bikobikhogho Ndong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rundown Spaz
Rundown Spaz
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Loady G
Fuck the peace, ****
Only the E's
Aye, we ride when we sleep, for sure
Let's go
Ain't no more, "Free Spaz," **** (Go)
Aye (Go), the real Spaz (Go), **** (Go)
Loady G, Loady G
Let's go (Go), let's go (Go)
[Verse 1]
Big-ass Glock, and it came with a switch, **** dissin' on Mac, get left in a ditch
7.62, that'll go through the brick, but I'm bussin' the Glock when I go on a hit
I'm smokin' on Ace, get tired of this ****
Tell a big brother, "Come slide for this ****", bitch, I'm tryna sin, and this shit on Christian
You fuck with the opps, you can die with them ****
Send my lil' ho, get the drop on them ****
Just like a picture, I'm croppin' a ****, I just came home from a two-year sentence, I don't give a fuck, ain't no stoppin' me, ****
Slide on an opp and drop me a ****, I'm droppin' yo' sister if that lil' ho with ya
Free Draco, 'cause when I get out, I'ma slide with a fully and drop the lil' ****
Brrt-brrt-brrt, baow
Smoke D Clips, Trap, Red, try to run off, I'ma cut off your legs
Loady G, G tryin' to put somethin' to bed, opp ho tryna fuck, so I'm thinkin' ahead
Hit her from the back, clutchin' my lead
Dissin' on Mac, consider him dead
Tryna get some get-back for my **** Fat Fred, if I catch Tay Savage, put the Glock in his dreads
Smoke Fat Tre, hold up, wait, do we still got some bullets for his brother Tay Tay?
Smoke 4 1, he smoke great, if he knew how to drive, he'll be here today
(Let's go) Fuck Nino, I'll go to his grave, take his ass out the ground, shoot the rest of his face
Bah, bah
Smoke KT for the rest of the day, this a two-man pack, can't forget about Dre
[Verse 2]
I been smokin' on Dolla $ign, and I been rich ever since
Better ask 'bout them slimes, got 'em ready to spin, better ask about Top, I don't know about glitch
Huh, up with the stick, and I hit, bitch
Do it like bah bah, make a bitch cha cha, young **** knock the whole block off
Better ask 'bout motor mouth, Top don't do no talk, 50 Ball got a bitch knocked off (Rrr)
Bitch, mmm, he know he can't run from the switch
**** asked about a dollar, the North back to Skyler, and I have 'em come spin through that bitch
At 10:17, I'm still on 7:30, ****, we catch him and kill a lil' bitch
Chops they hit, ****, drop that diss
Now it's time to drop my kid
He disrespectful, we splurgin' Miami, he ran to that bitch 'cause we killed the whole clique, ain't nobody can help me
Don't play with Lil Top, man, I'm still in this bitch
Bitch, I hit a Canadian and up with the shovel
Tiana across the equator, she need me to save her, I send her a bag for the helper
Pussy lil' bitch, I'ma catch him and knock off his dreads, he talkin' 'bout, "Talk to the Devil"
Old ass-**** better stay in your motherfuckin' place, I be with that shit wherever
Bitch ain't even get to touch a hookah, tell them pussies I say, "This shit forever"
I don't give a fuck who got no say, I got my own K, bitch, I say, "Kanye better"
This bitch got letters from TR3YWAY, she play one time, you know I'll fuckin' kill her
[Verse 3]
Tre, can't forget about Ace, caught they ass at the crib, **** die where you stay
Clip died at the club tryna kick it, he went out on Christmas, smokin' TJ to the face
Hit a kilo to G, I told me it's for you come up missing, I'm thinkin' these **** be gay
Go to war with them Walkaz 'cause tripping, you made your decision, so fuck it, we killing the snakes
Speaking of Trip, let's talk on your bitch-ass brother had tripped and he fell on his face
I ain't rollin' up Marc, so brother just pass me the cuz, keep Dre, I don't like how he taste
Ain't fuckin' no hoes, I don't even gotta walk with a rubber, you only catch me with a Drake
Or maybe a Glock with a stutter, they hit up your brother, and after, it go in a lake
It's always a reason a **** get put in the ground, you don't know better, stay in your place
It's always the season when **** be loafing around these, it's autumn, don't fall on your face
You wanna meet Jesus? ****, just try you a walka and see if I catch me a case
And all of the previous **** got put in the coffin, how you ain't learn from their mistakes, bitch?
Written by: Rundown Spaz
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