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First Trip Lyrics by Aoc Obama

Obama Care 3

2019

[Intro: BandGang Javar]
BandGang (BandGang)
Ooh, Bands, this bangs
My first trip
My first trip
My first trip
My first trip
[Verse 1: BandGang Javar]
I know you probably tired of hearing 'bout the road
But lil' bro just brought me forty off them folks
Split fifty-fifty, I ain't stingy with my bros
My mama stressin', I ain't thinkin' 'bout no hoes
Your bitch want me to buy some weed so she can sell it
It ain't trickin' if you punch it, they just mailed it
But that bitch gotta give me half when she sell it
Old bitch blockin' me on the 'Gram, I think she jealous
Like a recycling bin, I got old paper
You thirty-somethin' sneak dissing, you an old hater
Ex left when the feds got me, but I should thank her
New bitch look colder than a snow angel
I've been on the interstate like them orange cones
I don't even chase liquor, let alone hoes
They all do the same thing when they see the road
Fuck the hand they fuck with off, they wanna fuck with rolls
[Chorus: BandGang Javar & Aoc Obama]
I remember I ain't had shit
Hoes used to treat me like shit
I got tired of not havin' not shit
Then I took my first trip
Turned around, came back home with that shit
Look at her face, you can tell my ex sick
All the hoes that doubted me on my dick (Big Aoc)
After I took my first trip (Ayy)
[Verse 2: Aoc Obama]
On the road with a trunk full of grass
Troopers pull me over, they gon' pose with this bag
Tryna hide the smell but I can't
Canine at the door 'bout to scratch up my paint
This the nightmare a kingpin have
When you ridin' with that sack with them thangs in the dash
I know my ex bitch mad
'Cause she went from ridin' foreign to them Ubers and cabs
My white bitch made a mil' on the road
Tired of being humble, man, you niggas is hoes
Ayy, I got a million in gold
And I own ten properties, a million in homes
Every trap spot got a ton up in it
Last nigga got killed tryna run up in it
Niggas wanna beef but can't afford to die
Have your mama and your granny sellin' apple pies
Big Aoc
[Chorus: BandGang Javar]
I remember I ain't had shit
Hoes used to treat me like shit
I got tired of not havin' not shit
Then I took my first trip
Turned around, came back home with that shit
Look at her face, you can tell my ex sick
All the hoes that doubted me on my dick
After I took my first trip
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Aoc Obama

Aoc Obama

About “First Trip” by Aoc Obama

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"First Trip" appears on "Obama Care 3" in 2019.

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