Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song First Day Out, artist - Kodak Black. Date of issue: 15.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
First Day Out |
| First day out |
| Gave my mama hundred racks |
| And bought a iced-out AP watch |
| And bought a Cuban links just to match it |
| That wasn’t voodoo, that wasn’t magic |
| Nigga be cappin', I just be laughin' |
| That was God, nigga was fastin' |
| And hidin' K2 in my mattress |
| Smokin' Tunechi in my cell |
| That was my twelfth time going to jail |
| That was my second time going to hell |
| And back for real but I prevail |
| Canary yellow diamonds in my braces |
| Same color as my lady |
| 'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy Mack |
| And go have her a baby |
| 'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy |
| Have her walkin' like a penguin |
| Still finessin', still be poppin' frauds finagling and wangling |
| And a brand new two-door Wraith |
| I coulda bought it but I just rent it |
| Got a brand new big old chain |
| Got so much sauce I don’t need no pendant |
| Paintin' pictures when I be spendin' |
| I’m poppin' for real up on all these women |
| It’s my birthday, just turned 20 |
| And I just went to go see the dentist |
| Put some stones all in my gold |
| Know you niggas thought I was gone |
| Know you niggas thought I wasn’t comin' home |
| But guess what, bitch I’m home |
| On probation, but I still keep that chrome |
| Crack a nigga dome |
| (On probation but I still keep that chrome |
| I’ll crack a nigga dome) |
| Traded my AR for a sniper, traded my Draco for a TEC |
| Traded my Rollie for a AP but I coulda got a Patek |
| And I coulda got a Corvette, and I coulda got me a jet |
| And I coulda got me some sense, but I only got me some neck |
| Traded my ex bitch for a check |
| I’m takin' codeine with the x |
| I wanna buy my brother the world |
| But since I can’t, I’ma get him a Lex |
| Ay ay, I’m a Israel like my diamonds is real ice |
| I had to sacrifice to be here, that’s how I’m with you tonight |
| I had to run down with my big Glock 9 to feed my appetite |
| I had to go through hard times and dark times just for me to see the light |
| Ay, I remember pourin' honey on my rice |
| Ay, I remember havin' no money, I was livin' in shacks |
| Ay, you got me fucked up if I’ma go out without a fight |
| Ay, this my first day out, I’ma live it up tonight |
| Live it up tonight |
| This my first day out, I’ma live it up tonight |
| Live it up tonight |
| This my first day out, I’ma live it up tonight |
| Live it up tonight |
| This my first day out, I’ma live it up tonight |