A-1 Since Day 1

Gang, Gang, Gang
Gang, Gang, Gang
Gang, Gang, Gang

Raf Simmons steppin'
When I walk in, you embarrassed
Dripping in designer
All my garments made in Paris
Drop a baby on her tongue
Ain’t talking miscarriage
You baby, you number one
You the one I cherish
Finger fuck the hundreds
Yeah I guess I got a fetish
Having hella blues
But the 50's, they slick reddish
Stay down ten toes
G-code it’s embedded
A-1 since like day one
With my day ones getting bread

Switch out the Raf Simmons
Imma drip out with the Gucci’s
Then I might just mix it up
The Gucci’s with the Ksubies
These niggas gone' bite the sauce
They taking, I might sue ‘em
Out the mud, super dirty
Like a fucking sewer

Step in like a boss
Drip like Voss
Hundreds in a loft

Geeking off this gas
In all black, bitch I’m looking goth

Grabbing on her ass, from the back
That shit feeling soft

Yeah these niggas lame
And they whack, I can’t cut no slack

Yeah
Big guap, nigga counting up
Adding up these hundreds
I been counting, the amount is up

Niggas see me out in public
And my fits be fye as fuck
Bitches see me out in public
Bet them bitches show me love

Yeah
But I could never show no love
And I got these bitches going nuts
I can’t show no love
And these niggas moving hella sus
What the fuck is up?
Pussy nigga running out of luck
Yeah the jig is up

Back against the wall
I was out nigga pulling scams
If you bank with B.O.A. my nigga we can get some bands

These niggas some fans
They gone' watch: Charter On Demand
And I got the plan
Gucci bitch, she from France

[Hook]
Raf Simmons steppin'
When I walk in you embarrassed
Dripping in designer
All my garments made in Paris

Drop a baby on her tongue, ain’t talking miscarriage
You baby, you number one
You the one I cherish
Finger fuck the hundreds
Yeah I guess I got a fetish
Having hella blues
But the 50's they slick reddish
Stay down ten toes
G-code it’s embedded
A-1 since like day one
With my day ones getting bread