Lyrics First to Shoot - Alwoo

(Niggas know who always first to shoot/
I'm hopping' out boy this shit personal/
Is these hollows and a hearse for you/

Aye,
Choppa hardwood, I'm wit all wolves/
Every day I talk to Drake and make sure my dawg good.
Took a L on a stick, but it still ain't no scrappin'/
Went and dropped another Glock, wtf I look like lackin'
Called my baby momma, she like, "Here we go again./
You better use yo' brains fo' they be all on yo' mans."
12 ain't stoppin' shit nigga ima get mine./
All these colors on my chain, look like Tekashi69.
I don't Instagram beef, I keep shit in the streets./
Bullets ain't got no name but I wrote your's on these.
I know these niggas ain't on shit cos I'm still around./
See a opp this 40 gone bust quick like it's been a while.
I'm tryna bump into the opps and let off K rounds,/
But niggas tryna rap battle, this ain't 8 Mile.
I wrote my own lil' Commandment, and it go like this: /
Any nigga reach for Thy chain shall not reach again.
Put this 40 to yo' dome, make you think again./
Put yo' brains on the flo' see what you think it is.
Better ask about me, I put in leg work./
Fucked yo' bitch and kicked her out, she made my head hurt.
Told that bitch, "You only want me for my neck boo."/
How ironic, I jus' want you for yo' neck too.
If you know me, say sumn', don't just be starin' boy;/
Been done fired on a fan, I be paranoid.
50 in the chop, I feel bad fo' who catching these./
Outta 50, I'm sendin forty-six .223's.
I ain't goin' nowhere, that's why they hate me./
When you popping' niggas start popping' up with fake beefs.

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They sayin' we ain't bout it? Niggas know who always first to shoot./
Fuck a drive-by; I'm hoppin' out boy this shit personal.
Only thing I got is these hollows and a hearse for you./
Heard there's money on my head, if it is y'all got some work to do.

They sayin' we ain't bout it? Niggas know who always first to shoot./
Fuck a drive-by; I'm hoppin' out boy this shit personal.
Only thing I got is these hollows and a hearse for you./
Heard there's money on my head,
Well if it is y'all got some work to do.

Aye,
Get left in the streets, with yo' top piece hangin'./
It ain't a Blood or a Crip, but this chop be banging'.
In the streets; momma said you bet not be slangin'./
She peep the snake befo' me, she said "Watch who you hang wit'."
Raised by my OG, but by the streets got adopted./
Ain't have a pops, or get allowance; only had few options.
But let me tell you this, I don't fear no nigga/
I bet this choppa got mo' rounds than a nympho nigga.
But accordin' to the 'gram, everybody gettin' money./
Soon as a nigga get dropped they gotta make a GoFundMe.
Man sumn' ain't addin' up, I cannot make this up/
40 tucked like its sleep, he don't want me to wake it up.
Nigga said I'm fucked up, niggas can kill that./
I take care of home first, my son ain't missed a meal yet.
Real niggas gon' feel that, I'm out on bond wit' cases pendin'/
But I still keep the piece(peace*), like I'm tryna' make a difference.

{Hook}
They sayin' we ain't bout it? Niggas know who always first to shoot./
Fuck a drive-by; I'm hoppin' out boy this shit personal.
Only thing I got is these hollows and a hearse for you./
Heard there's money on my head, if it is y'all got some work to do.

They sayin' we ain't bout it? Niggas know who always first to shoot./
Fuck a drive-by; I'm hoppin' out boy this shit personal.
Only thing I got is these hollows and a hearse for you./
Heard there's money on my head,
Well if it is y'all got some work to do.

R.I.P. Alwoo