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I'm
I'm

Aye

We the last of the
Pull count it must
Last of the
My gun out of that verse
The last of the
Pull count it feel
Last of the
My gun out of that verse

strapped, got a big number one supersized Big Mac
3-57 in the 57
Made you fucking sloppy
I be Rocky Asap, lay you down face
Man the of the real, stackin the mills
I ain't bout no lipstick when that Mac in your grill
of a dying breed, when I fire these
Hundred rounds, stop speaking Guyanese
Got a clip and a full of flower seeds
Niggas hanging all choppers your momma sleep
We the best coke boys, nigga you heard

My gun speed you of way
We the of the real
Pull it must feel
Last of the
My gun speaker out of that
We the of the real
Pull count it must
of the real
My gun out of that verse

Okay now play I'm pussy
Killas fuck up night
20 goons in kitchen
Why you skyping wife?
Like here the In the safe
It no asking you twice
My trigger finger be itching, that bitch be them why?
I'm the last of the real
Well I own the of a pill
off that bucket for real
30 niggas crip with the steel
You don't them problems, you don't want that drama
But I'd watch your mouth, you must be
You know of your momma, then it's how with marbles
Black on black, feeling I knew Obama
Can I do no commerce to your
Is why miss Madonna
Motherfuck the loyal to honor
Money and power, I talk shit yet again

My gun you of that way
We the last of the
Pull count it must
Last of the
My gun out of that verse
We the of the real
Pull count it must
Last of the
My gun speaker out of verse

Last of the real, blue
We the best, we the
Me and Montana, never my home without the banner
Stop with my real
The last of the
The one the money and the whores
Boy fat pussy, finding on the floor
clot, real to the floor
They don't us no more

We the of the real
Pull count it must
Last of the
My gun speed you of way
My gun you of that way
Ra pa pa pam speed you out of way

We the last of the
Pull count it feel
Last of the
My gun out of that verse
We the of the real
Pull count it must
Last of the
My gun speaker out of that