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First Love
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Hip-Hop/Rap
First Love was released on October 30, 2020 by Reckless Republic PS as a part of the album Big Marvin - EP
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Release DateOctober 30, 2020
LabelReckless Republic PS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fatt Sosa
Fatt Sosa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Songwriter
Marvin Leach
Marvin Leach
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Producer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer
Matthew Edward Robinson
Matthew Edward Robinson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, whatever your flavor, I want to taste it
Girl, I'm overweight, you got me chasing
Tell me why you got my heart racing
All these drugs got my mind racing
All this love got them folk hating
Yeah, or maybe all these racks that I'm making
Ball on these ****, Lakers
[Verse 2]
What you done did to me
I'm feeling your energy
You looking for love
Girl, no need to rush
Bae, I got the remedy
You wanted the trust
I gave you the love
Just like you kin to me
You gon' hold down a thug
Sell all my drugs
And count all my racks for me
I see that you got you a gun
Is you gone buss
And kill all my enemies? Whoa
What you want, bubbles and tubs?
Rub on your butt
Pour you some Hennessy
Pull off this condom and buss in your guts
And make me a mini me
Go find a plug
Buy me some drugs
And sell them for ten a key, yeah
[Verse 3]
First it come love
Then it comes marriage
Stashing like twenty Ps and a hundred Gs
In a baby carriage, yeah
Then it come drugs
Then it come keys
Diamonds and carats
Trips overseas
You kept it Gs
Diamonds from Jared's, gang
[Verse 4]
Fuck all the opps, bae, we up
You got them new forges
On your Bentley truck
You crank that bitch up
From a button, just touch
Anything that you wear
Make me wanna fuck
The feelings is mutual
I guess I'm in luck
My homies is mad, they saying I cuff
Motherfuck what they talking
My bitch from the trenches
She bag all my drugs
I can't give her up
My bitch is so bougie
She want them Red Bottoms, Givenchy
Dolce
She won't wear no Uggs
She ain't never been in no set
She keep on my flag
And always she claiming she Blood
Get mad when I smoke
She call it drugs
Baby, just hush
Roll up my woods
We live in the Hills
And do what we want
Lil' shawty, we good, yeah
[Verse 5]
First it come love
Then it comes marriage
Stashing like twenty Ps and a hundred Gs
In a baby carriage
Then it come drugs
Then it come keys
Diamonds and carats
Trips overseas
You kept it Gs
Diamonds from Jared's, gang
[Verse 6]
Yeah, whatever your flavor, I want to taste it
Girl, I'm overweight, you got me chasing
Tell me why you got my heart racing
All these drugs got my mind racing
All this love got them folk hating
Yeah, or maybe all these racks I'm making
Ball on these ****, Lakers
Written by: Marvin Leach, Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
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