
last hope Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Watch her clap dem ass cheeks
I came in finessing
I just linked with best friend
We came in big flexing
I just took her bestie
She can leave it messy
I finesse like Messi
Shawty wanna cuff me
But she won't arrest me
I can tell you bluffing
Fake love don't impress me
I'm prolly on substance
I been stuck from last week
I count in abundance
I can make the bag leak
I make pro productions
Watch her clap dem ass cheeks
I can't miss for nothing
Shoot my shot that's one in
I'm up like 3 nothing
Competition mad weak
Niggas talk they rambling
I'm outside like Rambo
I don't do no gambling
I'm just trying stack dough
This right here for sampling
New York on the track hoe
Rappers out here failing
New York is they last hope
I ain't in my feelings
Bitch I'm smoking mad dope
I'm high to the ceiling
What you think this gas for
I stay lit like lamp post
Captain I'm the man hoe
I stay with the damn pros
I don't eat no ham no
But I be going ham tho
Shawty fell from heaven yea she must be my new angel
Look at how she moving yea she like to work dem angles
New York got them handles yea I'm bout to break some ankles
Break it down dismantle baby wanna see the freak show
With my twizzy smoking zah zah yea we like to geek hoe
Shawty strip she know I'm hot
Hit the strip i sauce the block
Call your bluff finesse the pot
Killed the scene I let it rot
Counting to a milly so you know bout how I really rock
I got swggett new gear in stock
Call it swggett I don't say drip
Stack my bread then take a trip
Copped the pack I'm out the zip
Cup in hand I take a sip
Hit the scene I make lit
Yea I like to stay bic
Five dimes in here let's make it 6
My slime in here we brought the click
My guap in here my pockets thick
The zah in air, I sparked a spliff
Push to start, un-park the whip
Off the shrooms, I may get sick
Leave my room, drowning in swggett
Link some pros, they know my set
One hit from pen my lung is wreck
Mix zahtics with my cigarettes
Exotic bitch got ass for days
I'm tryna see what's good with that
True artist so I tat my face
My canvas ain't got no regrets
Like Luda bitch get out the way
Shut the fuck up like Juicy J
Need some Burr like Gucci Mane
These niggas really know I'm next
My weekend starts on Tuesday
On Friday I be clearing checks
Water on me blast toys
Rolling up that gas, noise
Shawty linked with me cuz she know that your a bad choice
Walking on this beat and you know I'm talking facts boy
All that talk is cheap we know you putting on an act boy
I came in finessing
I just linked with best friend
We came in big flexing
I just took her bestie
She can leave it messy
I finesse like Messi
Shawty wanna cuff me
But she won't arrest me
I can tell you bluffing
Fake love don't impress me
I'm prolly on substance
I been stuck from last week
I count in abundance
I can make the bag leak
I make pro productions
Watch her clap dem ass cheeks