CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Last Last*

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Wait

Cuz gon' spin like a compa**
Up the .40, sound like a trumpet
I was down bad, now the money abundant, like
If you see a opp, bun him
Smokin' shh, it's very pungent
F**k you, only God could give me judgement
Cuz gon' shoot, he never reluctant
I call him Jack Black, he get to drummin'
It's not Blackjack, life not a game
Get you some money, wa-watch how they change
Feel like Zuko, I got the flame
Po-pop a 30, the pain contain
Like, wait, T-T-TP, the ticket
If you don't got a gunner, you a [?], wait
Outside totin' on [?]
'Cause they rather see you dеad than see you livin'
Got a baddie, she very submissivе
Sh-she bend it over, ve-very explicit
Outside gotta stay on my pivot
Got a new G, it's very efficient
I get paper like Dunder Mifflin
Baby, we could be like Jim and Pam
But you gotta hold a tan
Down bad, I ain't have a helpin' hand
Damn, oh my, oh my, oh
Shake that sh*t, baby, you might go viral, like
Baby, th-throw that a** in spiral
Keep shakin' that sh*t, baby, you goin' viral
work like RiRi
Get that drop, we gon' spin like CD
Get up tin the dirt, aimin' at your figi
like John, pull up, they don't see me, like
Damn, oh my, oh my, oh
Shake that sh*t, baby, you might go viral, like
Baby, th-throw that a** in spiral
Keep shakin' that sh*t, baby, you goin' viral
work like RiRi
Get that drop, we gon' spin like CD
Get up tin the dirt, aimin' at your figi
like John, pull up, they don't see me, like

Smokin' on dead opps, GDK aroma, wait
I still got fans in Barcelona
Cuz send that n***a to coma
Do-don't stop, no lettin' up
Like the way that you shakin your [...]