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1st things first
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Hip-Hop
1st things first was released on February 2, 2024 by G59 Records as a part of the album lonely boy
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2024
LabelG59 Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scrim
Scrim
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
aye, i don't really go outside, but when i do, dog, they better pray
i've been with my kin, locked in, thinking 'bout better days
one too many coupes, dog, which one i'ma drive today?
ain't too much changed, dog, you know i'ma get high today
still pulling up on dirt roads
still filled up with chemicals
laughing at them hurt hoes
i'm twisting medicinal
i'ma pop my shit, boy, i could never let up
drugs, they keep me down, but that money keep my head up
first things first, yeah, i'ma get it till the motherfuckin' bag right
percs on top of percs on top of percs, must be the half-life
they really ain't no shit, back and forth like a half pipe
fuck it, i'll pour some more, dog, already sipped a half pint
[Verse 1]
they looking for my blessing, aye
i'm looking for their section, aye
pulling up with some hoes i hit thinking that they flexing, aye
money on me, no stressing, aye
20 mill in my checking, aye
i take a look at my wrist anytime i need reflecting, aye
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"
[Chorus]
aye, i don't really go outside, but when i do, dog, they better pray
i've been with my kin, locked in, thinking 'bout better days
one too many coupes, dog, which one i'ma drive today?
ain't too much changed, dog, you know i'ma get high today
still pulling up on dirt roads
still filled up with chemicals
laughing at them hurt hoes
i'm twisting medicinal
i'ma pop my shit, boy, i could never let up
drugs, they keep me down, but that money keep my head up
first things first, yeah, i'ma get it till the motherfuckin' bag right
percs on top of percs on top of percs, must be the half-life
they really ain't no shit, back and forth like a half pipe
fuck it, i'll pour some more, dog, already sipped a half pint
Written by: Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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