Kilo Smitz feat. Fetty Wap - 1st Thing On My Mind

All She Wrote V1

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yo) (Ayy) (Ringtone!) (Flex!)
(Shawty blowin’ up my—) (What?) (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Shawty blowin’ up my phone, that’s a ringtone flex (Flex)
Wrist on froze, diamonds dancin’ like my ex (Drip)
Bitch mad now ‘cause I’m up, she just text (Woooh)
Fuck that, I’m too lit — poppin’ out, no stress (Nah)
Ringtone flex, got her callin’ me a threat (Brrrra)
Gang in this bitch and we fly like jets (Skrrt!)
Hit it one time, then I left on read (Gone)
I ain’t cuffin’ no ho, just stackin’ my bread (Let's go!)

[Verse 1]
Shawty say I’m rude, but I keep it one hundred (One hunnid)
Pocket full of blues, now the whole gang stuntin’ (Wooh)
Fuck what they say, I don’t answer no questions (Nope)
Money talk first, I don’t need no mentions (Facts)
Lit off the loud, bitch callin’ me reckless (Lit)
Flex on a opp, got his girl feelin’ restless (Ha!)
Bustin’ down packs while she postin’ my necklace (Ice!)
DMs on fire, all these hoes get the checklist (Swipe)

[Pre-Chorus]
Shawty say I’m cold, yeah, that’s facts not a threat (Facts)
She gon’ throw it back while I’m stackin’ the check (Throw it)
Whole team ball, we don’t ever need refs (Nope)
Bitch play games, then she left like the rest (Bye!)

[Chorus]
Shawty blowin’ up my phone, that’s a ringtone flex (Flex)
Wrist on froze, diamonds dancin’ like my ex (Bling)
Bitch mad now ‘cause I’m up, she just text (She pressed)
Fuck that, I’m too lit — poppin’ out, no stress (Let’s go)
Ringtone flex, got her callin’ me a threat (Brrrra)
Gang in this bitch and we fly like jets (Skrrt!)
Hit it one time, then I left on read (What?)
I ain’t cuffin’ no ho, just stackin’ my bread (Stackin’)

[Verse 2]
Bands in my jeans, can’t fold that (Nah)
Bitch so bad, had to screenshot, hold that (Woooh)
Talk slick once, then the gang gon’ blow back (BRrrra)
Flex too hard, now they mad — yeah, hold that (Pussy)
Trap phone ringin’ like a Grammy speech (Bling)
Fuck 12, got the work where they can’t reach (Woooh)
Shawty ride me like a bike, no brakes, she preach (Preach)
Told her chill — I’m the boss, I don’t chase, I teach (Facts)

[Bridge]
Gang in the function, turnt off the Henny (Skrrt!)
Bitch act up, then she missin’ like Kenny (Gone)
Wrist so cold, need a coat in the Bentley (Froze)
Shawty keep callin’, I ain’t pickin’ up any (Nah)

[Chorus]
Shawty blowin’ up my phone, that’s a ringtone flex (Flex)
Wrist on froze, diamonds dancin’ like my ex (Drip)
Bitch mad now ‘cause I’m up, she just text (Haha)
Fuck that, I’m too lit — poppin’ out, no stress (Poppin’)
Ringtone flex, got her callin’ me a threat (Woooh)
Gang in this bitch and we fly like jets (Fly)
Hit it one time, then I left on read (BRrrra)
I ain’t cuffin’ no ho, just stackin’ my bread (Let’s get it)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Ringtone flex — that’s the call from a check (Yeah)
Whole gang eatin’, we don’t ever miss steps (Nah)
(PMO Music)
(Shawty blowin’ up my—) (Flex!) (Gone!)

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