Won’t Last Here lyrics
by TeeJay3k
[Verse]
You probably won’t last here, I was broke but that was last year
Put my foot up on the gas and kick that b*tch in last gear
When my grandma died, I swear to God I shed my last tear
I just f*cked and kicked the b*tch out, no you can not crash here
Pull up wit the gang and they behind me like a adlib
When I’m in pain shawty give me head like a Advil
Stop tryna snatch my chain pus*y n*gga, you gon' go out sad here
f*ck a red light the whole gang living fast felt
Just spend a hunnid on the chain, a another hunnid on the way
I swear that I ain’t runnin' gang cause I ain’t comin' here to play
It’s all about longevity, I came in here to stay
I’m a disrespectful n*gga, I’m the type to f*ck her face
You cannot get next to me, I swear to God just keep on blessing me
Only time I’m worried bout a b*tch is when she sexting me
n*gga tryin' to soak up all the drip I got the recipe
But it can never ever ever ever ever be a extra me
I’m a vintage ass n*gga, new sh*t don’t impress a G
If it’s bout a b*tch, you know it’s f*cking and don’t message me
I heard he told on his boy, I guess that’s just a Impressaney
One body, two body make sure you get the rest of 'em
I got bad red bone, she talk real proper
She give me head while I’m on meds, she the head doctor
Free my n*ggas out the can they got fed problems
Leave yo b*tch wit a broke back like she got bed problems
Nut on this track so you see how I’m coming
f*ck a double 9, I keep sh*t a hunnid
Hit her from behind that di*k keep her runnin'
Then I pull it out and nut on her bunny
I-I-I know some n*ggas who caught bodies but I can’t get into details
I’m the type to pull up put my di*k inside your female
f*ck around and Imma send my shooter like a email
You can’t hear? Pistol to his ear like a seashell
I’m a self-made n*gga, remember working retail
Gave your b*tch a hug, she caught a contact from the weed smell
Suck a di*k to all the haters hopin' I don’t prevail
All these dollar signs inside my eyes I can’t see well
I still got love in me but you see the pain in my eyes
Pressure bust pipe, that’s why she came so many times
I see through all that Designer, you a lame in disguise
I put my past behind me left the rain in the sky
Shawty said she love me, b*tch kudos
I had to separate from the world like Pluto
n*ggas sendin' threats but that ain’t nothing new though
Probably f*cked your favorite Instagram model who knows
You see these Christian Louboutins b*tch I’m bleedin'
I’m the type to bless your b*tch like she sneezing
The way she spit up on that di*k she be wheezing
Treat your b*tch like fried chicken, I be greasing
f*ck your feature n*gga Ion want to get on
Heard he snitchin he got 6ix9ine syndrome
Damn, you can’t trust your own n*gga cause your n*gga telling
No face no case, I feel like Macy Felly
He said he finna spin block, well we can get it crackin' too
We can’t find you, we find your dawg I hope he lackin' too
I’m from Florida where the black cops is the crackers too
Your main b*tch'll f*ck your homeboy that's what a stack'll do
[Outro]
Dumb n*gga huh
Yeah, b*tch ass
He dead
And you know its still forever with my brothers (b*tch) b*tch ass n*gga man stop playing wit me
Tired, know what I mean