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letra de bonus! - last-dude

[verse 1: juice wrld]
i never gave a f-ck
i’ll f-ck ir b-ch, she give it all, uh
i got the- [?]
run up on me then i hit them all, uh
gigolo, gigolo, gigolo, uh
she got my d-ck, she gon’ jiggle it, uh
i’m on the top, i’m on the top
getting top from a b-ch yelling, piglet, uh
look at the way that i swag, uh
i got gucci on my bag, uh
i ain’t lookin’ at the tags
bad b-ch, i hit it from the back, uh
i’m in dior, spend a rack, uh
maybe a rack on a rack, uh
where i’m from, i say, “i’m from chiraq”, uh
run up on me, them pistols’ll clap, uh, yeah

that’s my flow
look at that girl, that’s yo’ ho’
look at her style, she all gold
she wanna f-ck, i said no
win a race like first place
run it back, so cold like relay
scratch, scratch on a b-ch, no dj, uh
boy, i swipe pre-paids, nah
i spray black cards, huh, ayy
with no delay, huh
my flow crazy, huh
doped up like the 80’s
rock-a-by with the choppa’ like babies, huh, yeah
drop that sh-t
ayy!
esskeeee, oh my
last dude on the track!
i got the drop, ay

[chorus: xxxtentacion]
hi-hit it from the back (back)
look back at me, i like that (that)
she so naughty for that sack (sack)
i got sauce and she like that
wanna l!ck it off me, lil’ old me-me
hit your spot an’ slit my t–th-t–th
ni-gas bitin’, tyson lee-lee
velcro pockets, super flea
radar watch, it can’t be seized
swag disease, too much sauce inside my jeans
his and her’s designer tees
your flow’s old, update it please
radar watch, it can’t be seized
swag disease, too much sauce inside my jeans
his and her’s designer tees
your flow’s old, update it please

[verse 2: lil pump]
man your b-ch was ugly, so i pasted her to my cousin
b-tch say nothin’, b-ch do not knock on my house
i’ma start bustin’ bust it, bust it, b-tch, gon’ bust it
i pasted b-ch to my cousin
b-ch say nothin’, b-ch do not knock on my house
i’ma start bustin, god d-mn!
[verse 3: ski mask the slump god]
like a truck with me
do a buck fifty
if she f-ck with me
then she stuck with me
what you doing i’m busting busting busting busting busting i’m busting
p-ssy ni-ga cross eyed sipping on tussin’
got a new b-ch, sound like siri, she russian
she tried to suck and suck my d-ck just like a musket

okay, like your b-ch be k!lling me
said that she feeling me
jet like i’m big that b-ch into me, mmm
pockets yo gotti, they hopped in the mase’
my chain is a sin cuz it’s k-lling me, ayy
my ni-ga xen got the pistol piece
my nig-a curry don’t keep the peace, uhh
this is the gift that i give to ye, uhh
drown in designer my necklace piece

[verse 4: xxxtentacion]
shooting guns just like it’s heroin
deep in the p-ssy like a body burial
b-ch underwater, what i name it? ariel
cutie booty i’ma f-ck up the uh, woo!
i wanna f-ck on your mouth
i wanna f-ck on your daughter and your house (god d-mn)
i wanna make that b-ch p-ssy my spouse
show her giuseppe, she open her mouth
i put bricks on a b-ch, thirty x-ns off her t-ts
i put molly on a b-ch, i put m-lly on a b-ch
i put bricks on a b-ch, thirty x-ns off her t-ts
i put molly on a b-ch, i put m-lly on a b-ch (yeah)
last dude on the track
scum gang!

[verse 5: 6ix9ine]
nig-as my gang, when the thing go bang
roll the window down, let me do my thang
i go insane, hit him in his brain, that boy a stain
y’ada nig-as bluff, y’all nig-as ain’t tough
i know some blo-ds, they wet you up
that’s just because, boy

nig-as my gang, when the thing go bang
roll the window down, let me do my thang
i go insane, hit him in his brain, that boy a stain
y’ada nig-as bluff, y’all nig-as ain’t tough
i know some blo-ds, they wet you up
that’s just because, boy
i paid for the glock then i came to the block
gunshot, gunshot, one time, one time
i paid for the rocks, i stuffed in the socks
one sale, one sale, top-notch, top-notch
i run up on n-ga, go ape on a ni-ga
no face, no trace, no case on a ni-ga
black switchblade to the face of a ni-ga
never ever will i catch a fade from a ni-ga
scum squad, don’t know y’all
you scu face, i’ll split y’all
get pieced up, no jigsaw
run up wrong, get hit torn (squad!)

[verse 6: scarlxrd]
we don’t care about them
we don’t care about them
we don’t care about them
we don’t care about them
oh boy, we don’t care about them
we don’t care about them (oh my god)
we don’t care about them
we don’t care about them

[outro]
scum gang!
scar-lxrd

- last dude

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