Lyrics First Day Out - Weiland

First Day Out

First day out, got a Glock in my hands
First day out, run the pockets, I need bands
First day out, yeah, yeah, yeah
First day out, gotta wood full of loud
First day out, bitch I’m tryna sell out
First day out, pull the pockets for the grams
First day out, yeah, yeah, yeah
Catch you in the alley, yeah my shooters, they will jam ya'
Team full of scammers, we extort you with the cameras
Bitch I’m never lackin', keep a Kel-Tec in the dresser
I ain’t pourin' Wok, I’m pouring Snot
Hittin' juugs, I pray I don’t get caught
Look at all of these clothes I just bought
You can’t sip my lean, you not on my team
When I’m off the percs, I feel like a prodigy
First day out, first day out
First day out, bitch I’m back on the xans
First day out, bitch I’m back on the drugs
First day out, bitch I’m hittin' all the juggs