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First Rodeo
Hip-Hop/Rap
First Rodeo was released on February 18, 2026 by Cash crew music group as a part of the album Different Species
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Release DateFebruary 18, 2026
LabelCash crew music group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gregory Sanford
Gregory Sanford
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory Sanford
Gregory Sanford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gregory Sanford
Gregory Sanford
Producer

Lyrics

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
This not my first rodeo
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
This not my first rodeo
Main track is Catch the Holy Ghost
In the shot, how's the overdose
They tryna find where we sold the dope
We had them beans, we was just sippin' on lean
Racin' the SRT, bad bitch with me on the passenger seat
I'm flowin' with a lot of tenacity
Ashley, her name Ashley
Don't give me that ass, she a fashion freak
Got audacity, try to brag on me
Throw angle, me fuckin' you no more
I was locked up, I never dropped a soap
Wait to get out of jail and sell dope
Ain't know the feds, had me in they scope
Once you locked up, I'm dead like a ghost
Pop the cork, champagne bottles get toast
I'm the one that she love the most
Deep in her throat, when I stroke
Blue belt to the oaf, woah
Workin' with 5-0, get a joke
In the feds joint, tryna hang with the folks
You lucky I ain't send the paperwork
Cause they would've left his ass poked
Like Nardo, he don't want smoke
I'm John Wick with a D
We ballin' on **** like P
On the TV, only till you see me
Got ten fingers with rings
Bad bitch hand in my jeans
She want us down, Julio
It's Julio, now she want a movie role
Blow you down for fuckin' with me
Buck shots, left him stuck in the streets
I ain't even like a deer
Oh my God, he just shed a tear
Huh, dropped the Nike tag
Got a white bitch, she gon' give me neck
Fuck the internet, got a bigger check
I ain't sellin' dope, can't get arrested
I invested, some products will run up the streams
Under the sun of Indonesia
Ran through a honey bun, I got a feature
Skidded her mouth, I got time to please her
I know that she hot, I know that she like me
But I need some better reasons
Amiri's all season
I'm a dog walkin' man and I mean it
Get your bitch, I swear she be clean
Chop her hand off, where the ring is
In the minutes and battles, I mean it
Ridin' in the new Genesis
Cuttin' the dope with no bandages
I'ma shoot them all dead cause they hemorrhages
I'ma land down on Atlanta strip
Your bitch all about monogamy
She watchin' me, on top of me
I been gettin' money out the money
I know you heard I travel with the Saudis
Flippin' bitch like Olympics in an Audi
I'ma be talkin' like Charlemagne
See my uncle get shot in the brain
That shit right there was pain
Can't explain
Ten green crackers on the Bentley
Dive up through a different city, ain't rentin
Non-profit, yeah, I open my business
It's dank in here cause I shit it
I grew up with no privileges
Granny reachin' in the medicine cabinet
Takin' Advils was a habit
Thought I got sentenced by John Shatner
Put my family through the pain
Lookin' out the window, pain
Always see what drop and what's rain
Seein' kids grow up through the pictures
God forgive me, mama I miss you
I'm still here, I'm sendin' tears
Written by: Gregory Sanford
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