First Day Out | Gucci Mane Lyrics, Meaning & Videos

June 2024 · 6 minute read

First Day Out
Gucci Mane Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴I'm starting off my day with a blunt of purp
No pancakes just a cup of syrup
I'm starting off my day with a blunt of purp
No pancakes just a cup of syrup
I'm starting off my day with a blunt of purp
No pancakes just a cup of syrup

Baking soda, pot, and a silver fork

You already know it's time to go to work

I'm starting off my day with a blunt of purp
No pancakes just a cup of syrup

Baking soda, pot, and a silver fork
You already know it's time to go to work
I'm back up in the kitchen working with a chicken
You get 63 grams for like $1250
50 pounds of purp, 50 pounds of midgy
As soon as it's gone I sell another 60
My baby need some shoes, my aunty need a purse
Summer coming real soon so I need a 'vert
I hop up out that van with that duffle bag
And if a nigga try me I'mma bust his ass
I'm counting up money in my living room
Birds everywhere I call it the chicken room
Pills in the cabinet, pounds in the den
Attic full of good, basement full of Benjamins
Two AK-47s and a blow torch
Couple junkies knocking hard on my front porch
A couple old schools in my back yard
If I don't know ya I'm a serve you through my burglar bars
Gucci back bitch, Yea I'm back bitch
Did you miss me or miss my raps bitch?
This that new shit, that county jail shit
That seventh floor Rice Street straight out a cell shit
You on my shit list, I'm on the Forbes list
Since I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich bitch

I got sick wrist ,it cost 'bout six bricks
I'm on that slick shit, that Zone 6 shit


Overall Meaning

In the intro to Gucci Mane’s “First Day Out”, he starts his day off with a blunt of purp instead of the traditional American pancake breakfast. This portrays his unconventional lifestyle as he prepares for work. The use of baking soda, pot, and a silver fork implies that he is ready to get into the kitchen to cook up some illicit drugs to sell for cash. His affiliation with illegal activities is further revealed as he mentions he works with “chicken”. This is street slang for drugs, particularly cocaine. Gucci uses a play on words by referring to his room full of drugs and money as the “chicken room” and “basement full of Benjamins”. He goes on to explain that he has a variety of weapons to protect himself, highlighting the dangerous nature of his lifestyle.


Gucci Mane describes his motivation for his illegal activities being to provide for his family as well as his lavish lifestyle. His “baby needs some shoes, aunty needs a purse” and he needs a convertible for summer. Throughout the song, he hints at his wealth by referencing his expensive jewelry and vehicles. His wealth and defiant attitude are further demonstrated by his line “Did you miss me or miss my raps, bitch?” referring to his time spent in jail prior to the release of the song. Overall, the lyrics of “First Day Out” paint a vivid picture of a lifestyle entrenched in illegal activity and the societal pressures which influence it.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm starting off my day with a blunt of purp
I am beginning my day by smoking weed in order to get high


No pancakes just a cup of syrup
I am not eating breakfast, just drinking syrup, which is a slang term for lean or codeine cough syrup mixed with soda and candy


Baking soda, pot, and a silver fork
I have the necessary tools for cooking crack cocaine


You already know it's time to go to work
I am ready to start making and selling drugs


I'm back up in the kitchen working with a chicken
I am cooking cocaine


You get 63 grams for like $1250
I can sell 63 grams of cocaine for $1250


50 pounds of purp, 50 pounds of midgy
I have 50 pounds of high quality marijuana and 50 pounds of lower quality marijuana


As soon as it's gone I sell another 60
As soon as my supply of drugs is gone, I immediately get more to sell


My baby need some shoes, my aunty need a purse
I have family members who are in need of material items, and I use drug money to buy them


Summer coming real soon so I need a 'vert
It is almost summer, so I need to buy a convertible car


I hop up out that van with that duffle bag
I get out of my van with a bag full of drugs


And if a nigga try me I'mma bust his ass
I will use violence against anyone who tries to take my drugs or disrespect me


I'm counting up money in my living room
I am at home counting my drug profits


Birds everywhere I call it the chicken room
My living room is full of drug money, which I refer to as 'birds'


Pills in the cabinet, pounds in the den
I have drugs stored in different places throughout my house


Attic full of good, basement full of Benjamins
I have drugs in my attic and cash stored in my basement


Two AK-47s and a blow torch
I have weapons for protection and a blow torch for cooking drugs


Couple junkies knocking hard on my front porch
Drug addicts are at my door looking to buy drugs


A couple old schools in my back yard
I have a couple of classic cars in my backyard


If I don't know ya I'm a serve you through my burglar bars
If I do not know you, I will sell you drugs through my burglar bars without letting you into my home


Gucci back bitch, Yea I'm back bitch
I am back and making music after being released from jail


Did you miss me or miss my raps bitch?
Are you happy that I am back making music or did you miss me as a person?


This that new shit, that county jail shit
My music is new and reflects my experiences in county jail


That seventh floor Rice Street straight out a cell shit
I am from the seventh floor of the Rice Street jail and my music reflects my time spent in a cell


You on my shit list, I'm on the Forbes list
You are someone I dislike and I am on the Forbes list of wealthiest people


Since I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich bitch
Because I am wealthy, I want to be with a wealthy woman


I got sick wrist, it cost 'bout six bricks
I have expensive jewelry that costs about six bricks of cocaine


I'm on that slick shit, that Zone 6 shit
I am doing well and representing my neighborhood of Zone 6


Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Raderic Davis

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