
Last Week iann dior
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[Intro]
Nah nah
Mhmmm
[Chorus]
Ballin' on these niggas, hoopin' on 'em it's so tragic
Hop up in that Rarri trying to back to the past bitch
It's a fast whip, yeah
Got two hundred on the dash quick
I'm a savage, that's 21 not average
[Post-Chorus]
Get the static (Static), let 'em have it
You a average little hoe you get passed quick
Fuck around I'm turning your whole block into a track meet
If they ask about you I ain't seen you since like last week
[Verse]
Now she wanna freak
Fuck her then I'm in the streets
Because I gotta eat, I just hit the lottery
Now she wanna meet, put it in her arteries
Gotta smoke some weed just to stop anxiety
Likе woah
Imma go to LA let 'em talk I grab my pole
I can't lovе no bitch they full of tricks that's on my soul
You ain't really with me damn I thought you were my bro
But you were not my bro
And now I know
Nah nah
Mhmmm
[Chorus]
Ballin' on these niggas, hoopin' on 'em it's so tragic
Hop up in that Rarri trying to back to the past bitch
It's a fast whip, yeah
Got two hundred on the dash quick
I'm a savage, that's 21 not average
[Post-Chorus]
Get the static (Static), let 'em have it
You a average little hoe you get passed quick
Fuck around I'm turning your whole block into a track meet
If they ask about you I ain't seen you since like last week
[Verse]
Now she wanna freak
Fuck her then I'm in the streets
Because I gotta eat, I just hit the lottery
Now she wanna meet, put it in her arteries
Gotta smoke some weed just to stop anxiety
Likе woah
Imma go to LA let 'em talk I grab my pole
I can't lovе no bitch they full of tricks that's on my soul
You ain't really with me damn I thought you were my bro
But you were not my bro
And now I know
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