"Last Round Trip" lyrics
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Huh, talkin' 'bout Glokk, talkin' 'bout nothin'
Huh
Fuck 12, make them folk, come do they job
Fuck 12, [?] found a Glock out the car
You smokin' Reggie, I'm geeked on that za'
Nigga talkin' crazy 'bout lil' Glokk, he better stop
I told probation, "I smoke hella pot"
Fire on the hip, this Rollie don't tick, I ain't punchin' no clock
Pull out them racks, better give up they spot
Blick in my hand, I had no lock in the sock
You swim with the fish 'cause you know I threw that boy off the dock
Thug life like 2Pac
Duck 'cause I'm off, I let two double shots
Baby, why you [?], like, on God
Chrome Heart tears, I can't wait just to stop
Locked down, beat up very nigga who I fought
Fuck the bitch, she don't eat nothin' but some cock
Block at the station, man, you know it gettin' hot
Get off on 12, I ain't thinkin', like, gettin' caught
Load came in, just let me know where it drop
Smell good Raka or Eid Baccarat
Perc' 30 on the road, let me know if we got pop
Muslims, they with me, they offer Salah
Pull up fast, waitin' for that fuck nigga, I'm waitin' for that dot
I ain't got nothin' but some drank, straight drop
Keep goin' up, but they just wait for the flop
We ain't locked in, you gotta untie the knot
And I ain't tryna speak on that shit that I bought
B and ski mask, I came in like the SWAT
Let me drive the boat, bitch, let me drive the yacht
My pockets they chubby, they call it "Big za'"
I just want the neck, I ain't lookin' for that water
Sippin' on the Qua', but I'm thinkin' 'bout the Wock'
Drank in my pants, nigga, look how I walk
I missed a 'Cat just to jump a Trackhawk
Livin' this life, the world of sin
Switch on this pist', don't give a fuck 'bout that Gen
You can hang with me, depend on how much you spend
Rerock the nigga, make him die off that Fent'
All I was down bad, caught him on the bench
Huh, he ain't see me comin', that nigga had to squint
Youngin givin' money to the bitch to the pent'
Drugs at the window, shit ain't funny when you talk 'bout them bricks
Shit get serious when we talkin' 'bout that lick
Can't fuck off, this a lay-around trip
My truth, ho, God, but I love 'bout that heat
I mean, you think a nigga had just greened
Which one of AR had cleaned out the scene?
She wanna stay up with the vamp, with the bean
Shootin' back down, I had a gut 'cause the lean
Stick with the stock, found that bitch in a tree
I don't fuck with niggas, no, it's me versus me
Cigarette boy just to block out the key
I'm talkin' to my family, so I call up lil' Keith
Green-ass lick, man, you know that boy sweet
7.62s with that boy, I feel fit
She ain't eat dinner, ho grabbin' my meat
Spike 'cause it look like I'm rockin' some clicks, huh
Huh, talkin' 'bout Glokk, talkin' 'bout nothin'
Huh
Fuck 12, make them folk, come do they job
Fuck 12, [?] found a Glock out the car
You smokin' Reggie, I'm geeked on that za'
Nigga talkin' crazy 'bout lil' Glokk, he better stop
I told probation, "I smoke hella pot"
Fire on the hip, this Rollie don't tick, I ain't punchin' no clock
Pull out them racks, better give up they spot
Blick in my hand, I had no lock in the sock
You swim with the fish 'cause you know I threw that boy off the dock
Thug life like 2Pac
Duck 'cause I'm off, I let two double shots
Baby, why you [?], like, on God
Chrome Heart tears, I can't wait just to stop
Locked down, beat up very nigga who I fought
Fuck the bitch, she don't eat nothin' but some cock
Block at the station, man, you know it gettin' hot
Get off on 12, I ain't thinkin', like, gettin' caught
Load came in, just let me know where it drop
Smell good Raka or Eid Baccarat
Perc' 30 on the road, let me know if we got pop
Muslims, they with me, they offer Salah
Pull up fast, waitin' for that fuck nigga, I'm waitin' for that dot
I ain't got nothin' but some drank, straight drop
Keep goin' up, but they just wait for the flop
We ain't locked in, you gotta untie the knot
And I ain't tryna speak on that shit that I bought
B and ski mask, I came in like the SWAT
Let me drive the boat, bitch, let me drive the yacht
My pockets they chubby, they call it "Big za'"
I just want the neck, I ain't lookin' for that water
Sippin' on the Qua', but I'm thinkin' 'bout the Wock'
Drank in my pants, nigga, look how I walk
I missed a 'Cat just to jump a Trackhawk
Livin' this life, the world of sin
Switch on this pist', don't give a fuck 'bout that Gen
You can hang with me, depend on how much you spend
Rerock the nigga, make him die off that Fent'
All I was down bad, caught him on the bench
Huh, he ain't see me comin', that nigga had to squint
Youngin givin' money to the bitch to the pent'
Drugs at the window, shit ain't funny when you talk 'bout them bricks
Shit get serious when we talkin' 'bout that lick
Can't fuck off, this a lay-around trip
My truth, ho, God, but I love 'bout that heat
I mean, you think a nigga had just greened
Which one of AR had cleaned out the scene?
She wanna stay up with the vamp, with the bean
Shootin' back down, I had a gut 'cause the lean
Stick with the stock, found that bitch in a tree
I don't fuck with niggas, no, it's me versus me
Cigarette boy just to block out the key
I'm talkin' to my family, so I call up lil' Keith
Green-ass lick, man, you know that boy sweet
7.62s with that boy, I feel fit
She ain't eat dinner, ho grabbin' my meat
Spike 'cause it look like I'm rockin' some clicks, huh
