JT First Day Out (Explicit)

JT First Day Out (Explicit) - City Girls/JT

Lyrics by：Jatavia Johnson/Deundraeus Portis

Composed by：Jatavia Johnson/Deundraeus Portis

JT Pee/Yung Miami：

J.T. I-I'm ready for you to come home man

Okay Pee

I remember when you first like went off on us about making music

We turned out made two whole like albums

You know what I'm sayin'

You done turned hoodrats into some superstars man

For real hahahaha

JT：

When I was countin' down these b***hes counted me out

Yeah

Now I'm back I got 'em shocked these b***hes droppin' they mouth

Mouth

Lil' Runaway my friend mama helped me out

I don't give a f**k about no bed I'll sleep on the couch

Couch

Now I'm up

But I can write a book about the rainy days

Facts

I don't gotta throw shade to get a fanbase

I been a real b***h way before the fed case

Yeah

Yung Miami held me down that's a b***h ace

Period

And if a b***h try her it's a cold case

Get yo' a*s snatched up like my new waist

Yeah

Pulled in and out of prison like a drive-thru

Audemars waitin' on me 'cause the time flew

Ice

I went from boots to khakis to Louis tennis shoes

Sendin' press to my people sittin' in the shoe

The blogs they made me mad they made me motivated

Yeah I left the chain gang b***h I graduated

Been the most important b***h yeah I'm celebrated

Yeah

Lil' baldhead b***h still the most hated

Most hated

B***h I'm right on time for the season change

Yeah

Y'all h*es real salty b***h it's seasons change

Yeah

Might make my side n***a cop me a Range

And put it up for my b***h she got the best brain

Pull up by myself Miss Pearly don't need no army b***h

Yeah

I ain't got no love for these n***as I ain't Ronnie b***h

Embarrass a b***h on stage I'm on some Maury s**t

Any b***h in my way you gon' be sorry b***h

I wish I would let one of you h*es try me

I'll be back in khakis blue shoes walkin' through R/D

How y'all gon' end City Girls when y'all ain't half of me

Don't play with Yung Miami h*e that's the other half of me

Had the whole world waitin' on me like I'm a virgin

So it's time to pop this cherry

This cherry

Get this p***y workin'

Ayy

New Rolls Royce in the back it was a Birkin

Now that City Girls s**t b***h that's for certain

Period

This was my first day out I ain't wait a day

Ate that time up like it's cake JT Anna Mae

Two bad b***hes and they kissin' in the Wraith

Kissin'-kissin' in the Wraith

Kissin'-kissin' in the Wraith

Went in the same day Drake dropped "In My Feelings"

I was in prison on my bunk really in my feelings

Facts

Now I'm back to the millions b***hes in they feelings

I was in grays playing spades Miami making children

But we ain't killin' blessings just to please the public

Nah

So when y'all say "City Girls over " just change the subject

How you know

Y'all h*es always bringing up old s**t

D**n

Go get a sugar daddy suck a old d**k

Get some old d**k

B***hes get exposed everyday

But I'm from Dade I'ma do it anyway

I don't care

If I wasn't who I was they wouldn't f**k with me

But I am who I am and y'all can't f**k with me

Yeah

Went platinum on my bunk sis can't come for me

What's up

Like a ten-minute move you better run for me

I did my time like a G

Man motherf**k the B-O-P

Man f**k the B-O-P

Man motherf**k L-P

F**k 'em

I keep some fours that'll match your I.D

Y'all h*es want smoke bring a match

Match let's go

Left prison with a pimple not a scratch

Scratch

Point blank period won't see me back

Unless I'm pullin' up just to see Max

Ow

Oh and one more thing before I go

How y'all gon say a made b***h was pregnant from a C.O.

I don't f**k with cops or blockers you b***hes slow

Stop with all the rumors and tell your n***a I'm home

And it's on

Period

Yung Miami：

You b***hes could never