Last Message Lyrics

Glah

Catch me a 9 brain turn into pasta

2 guns but dont call me no flocka

Ray drizz pussy aint got no knocka

Shh dead he got turned into grabba

On the scene make it hot like lava

On the scene crack out wit my ooter

Niggas be butt yall aint got no shootas

Dropping the lz yall niggas is losers

On the block and I yell out whats cracking

Throw up treys then tell me what happened

Niggas be bluffing and ducking and chatting

Butters not hat how the fuck is he aston

How the fuck is this lil nigga whoopty

Wanted me dead

Yall better come shoot me

Get the fuck off my dick

Yall groupies

One man army im making a movie

Bad lil bitch wanna touch on my grip

How the fuck you gon up if it stay on my hip

Big EBK when i bend through yall strip

You get sent to the gates give a fuck who you is

Niggas bugging

Why you mad cuz im smoking buzzin

When you see me you better do something and

I keep me a chop on bro I aint bluffing

Stupid

How im pussy for letting them slide

Niggas lucky I aint shoot out the ride

Why would I shoot if the cops outside

I aint saying too much god forbid that he die

Since 10 I been outside nigga

Fuck all the opps why the fuck would I lie nigga

Next time I aint letting them slide

Put the gun to his cuz he wanted to die

Why the fuck this bitch keep calling my phone

Bitch swallowing dick like leave alone

Try to line I carry a chrome

If she jacking the opps she aint making it home

Dont run Dont run

Put the beam on his dome

Brodie flocking the glock like he spraying cologne

PG be the ooter he shoot like my clone

Bad bitch dropping rakes while im making her moan