first day out lyrics – gucci mane

i’m starting off my day with a blunt of purp,
no pancakes just a cup of sirrup,
baking soda pot and a silver spork,
you already know it’s time to go to work,
i’m back off in the kitchen workin with a chicken,
you get 63 grams for like 12 50,
50 pounds of purp, 50 pounds of midgy,
as soon as it’s gone i sell another 60,
my baby need some shoes my aunty need a purse,
summer comin real soon so i need a vert,
i hop up out that van with a duffle bag,
and if a n*gg* try me i’m a buss his *ss,
i’m counting up money in the living room,
birds everywhere i call it the chicken room,
pills in the cabinet, pounds in the den,
attic full of good bas*m*nt full of benjamins,
two ak-47s and a blow torch,
couple junkies knocking hard on my front porch,
a couple old schools in my back yard,
if i don’t know ya i’m a serve you thru my burgler bars,
gucci back b*tch, yea i’m back b*tch,
did you miss me? i miss my raps b*tch,
this that new sh*t, that county jail sh*t,
that seventh floor right street straight out a cell sh*t,
you on my sh*t list, i’m on the forbe’s list,
since i’m a rich n*gg*, i need a rich b*tch,
i gotta sick wrist it cost bout six bricks,
i’m on that slick sh*t, that zone 6 sh*t…

/ gucci mane lyrics