"Last Week (Big Ghost Ltd. Version)" lyrics
Conway The Machine & Big Ghost Ltd Lyrics
Yeah (Brr-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r!)
Uh (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Look
You a real nigga in my book if you loyal
Big homie; you ain't gotta lift a finger (Big homie), niggas put it in for you (Huh?)
May Block; had my foot in the soil (May Block, nigga)
Send some young niggas through your hood drillin' like they lookin' for oil
(Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)
Put the coca in the pot, and I'ma cook up the oils
Got some water in the pot that I'ma put to a boil (Whip up)
Gettin' money in the hood, the feds look to destroy you
"Machine, they know you a killer, they look to avoid you" (Fuck out my way, nigga)
Yola bricks, Coca-Cola Kith (Huh?)
I been known to stretch since Motorola flips (No cap)
Every flow that's spit, them shits Ebola sick
And I ain't even wrote this shit; I'm the GOAT, you bitch (You bitch)
Rappers on my level? They don't exist (Talk to 'em)
Stick in the chopper shaped like a goalie stick (Brr-r-r)
I been on my shit since the back of my head and throat was hit
But ever since, I got only rich, them niggas both clipped (Ahahaha)
Machine
Ayo, last week, I was gone three days flat
Flew to get the bricks; put 'em on the freeway back
You get your first lil' pack and spend Gs at Saks
I'm rich, but still get shit from T.J. Maxx
Never believed we'd see the day that we'd pay tax
Used to get the work and treat it like a relay match
You're re-in' up with under a dub, them teenage stacks
Your team got eleven Gs, like the Green Bay Packs
I can get you anything with a delivery fee
Why the fuck would you want a leaf when I can get you a tree?
I'm a doctor, but ain't got a official degree
But got numerous pharmaceuticals, could get you a ki
No security in the club, just my pistol and me
Even though these bullets expensive, I'ma hit you for free
Got these long missiles with me that'll rip through your V
Hit you with three, let's see who love you unconditionally
Spesh
Uh (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Look
You a real nigga in my book if you loyal
Big homie; you ain't gotta lift a finger (Big homie), niggas put it in for you (Huh?)
May Block; had my foot in the soil (May Block, nigga)
Send some young niggas through your hood drillin' like they lookin' for oil
(Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)
Put the coca in the pot, and I'ma cook up the oils
Got some water in the pot that I'ma put to a boil (Whip up)
Gettin' money in the hood, the feds look to destroy you
"Machine, they know you a killer, they look to avoid you" (Fuck out my way, nigga)
Yola bricks, Coca-Cola Kith (Huh?)
I been known to stretch since Motorola flips (No cap)
Every flow that's spit, them shits Ebola sick
And I ain't even wrote this shit; I'm the GOAT, you bitch (You bitch)
Rappers on my level? They don't exist (Talk to 'em)
Stick in the chopper shaped like a goalie stick (Brr-r-r)
I been on my shit since the back of my head and throat was hit
But ever since, I got only rich, them niggas both clipped (Ahahaha)
Machine
Ayo, last week, I was gone three days flat
Flew to get the bricks; put 'em on the freeway back
You get your first lil' pack and spend Gs at Saks
I'm rich, but still get shit from T.J. Maxx
Never believed we'd see the day that we'd pay tax
Used to get the work and treat it like a relay match
You're re-in' up with under a dub, them teenage stacks
Your team got eleven Gs, like the Green Bay Packs
I can get you anything with a delivery fee
Why the fuck would you want a leaf when I can get you a tree?
I'm a doctor, but ain't got a official degree
But got numerous pharmaceuticals, could get you a ki
No security in the club, just my pistol and me
Even though these bullets expensive, I'ma hit you for free
Got these long missiles with me that'll rip through your V
Hit you with three, let's see who love you unconditionally
Spesh
