Last Goodbye (feat. TKO Joey)

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Lil pharaoh

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Gave her back to the streets, I need a refund
Got receipts, type of bitch to set you up Have you sleepin' in a coffin, stripper
On a weekend She a nurse and go to college, and she stay
Call my phone, askin' me to send a deposit Bitch is you dumb, I ain't payin' for your
Breasts And I told that bitch, Haram, I ain't tryna
have no sex And I BPed up the V, I ain't scared of goofy
Threats And I heard you got my low, like, pull up
Do your best Cause you niggas gettin' stretched on a
Tee your image pressed, and we pull up seven deep out the Chevy
Astro Van And my niggas got three Ks like the Ku Klux
Klan
Okay, told that bitch no kissin', I ain't tryna taste your last, man
Heard she was gon' dump me, so I threw her ass in that trash can
Found out she a eater, he look out for me, that's God's plan
Runnin' through these niggas, I just feel bad for that last man
Black talk, white girl said she love me, but she wanna hear that black talk
Black girl said she loyal, but her man really a lapdog
I know she from Chiraq, so she icy like them Blackhawks
Fine hoes, play so many dimes, I'm like Jack Antonoff
Fly her out to meet, then make her hop up on the city bus
Tiptoe thru that ghetto like that nigga got his greedy up
Think he could run till Dnny hop out with that minigun
Leave him in his backyard sittin' stupid like he Phineas
Fully automatics and we got them straight from ISIS
Bad bitch the baddest, that's a badder version Ice Spice
Glist on my wrist, these diamonds, they be priceless
Bitch show her tits at the party, it surprised us
Joey got the pack and its gas, we ignite it
Niggas gettin' hit with the clip, we fightin
Pull up where you live, I ain't doin' all that typin
Countin' through the cash and it got me real excited
Remember I was broke and you bitches never mind
Now a nigga rich and they let me get behind it
Remember I was broke and you bitches never mind
Now a nigga rich and they let me get behind it
Okay, told her I don't eat cat cause I be fastin
But I do, it's just that hoe is movin' fast
I ain't gon' lie cause I be foldin' for a bad bitch
But she be askin' me for cash, I'm not your dad
Okay, like bag it up, brother told me bag it
So I bag it, it was bad enough
Nigga, I ain't braggin', it was sad, but now my bag is up
Lookin back smoke with anybody tryna laugh at us
I grew from my past, so if you trash it then we whackin you

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