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last day out - boogotti kasino lyrics

[intro]

(lincoln made dat)
last day out, n*gga
gotta go turn myself in in the morning, like, 8 o’clock sharp
(lincoln)
and i still got a 4 hour drive, n*gga, cause i gotta drive from houston, n*gga, to fort worth
you understand me?
this sh*t ain’t stopping nothing though, n*gga, i’m still gon’ be gambling
huh, huh
b*tch ass n*ggas
big flamingo, n*gga, let’s do it
yeah

[verse]
yes sir, i got rich off a dope case
bring a brick of the raw, i’ma remake
lock me up in the cell with the inmates
get it lit in this b*tch like my birthday
f*ck you hoes, it don’t matter
yeah, i’m still gon’ gamble
i got them black and them white keys like piano
i’m stiff as a b*tch, can’t tattle

i shoot ’em in this sh*t for my get back
yeah, n*gga better ask ’bout that
mix louis and gucci, i’m stepping in mix*match
we camе to houston and ran up a big stack
and these n*ggas can’t come whеre i be at
yes sir, young n*ggas on that
step on these n*ggas like a dirty ass doormat
these n*ggas can’t f*ck with us, b*tch, and they know that
i gotta go right in my cell
soon as i get out, i’m back in the trap wit’ a scale
back with a brick of the fentanyl, black as some bales
you n*ggas wish me well
if i get caught i won’t tell
never, i bet i don’t fail
touchdown, robbers start back, get it right by the mail
you b*tch ass rappers ain’t real, who k!ll?

i’ma come home to a mil’
get the money, i know how it feel
i can’t lose, cause i know what it is
free my brothers, they need the appeal
and this sh*t just be makin’ me better
and i’m still shakin’ hands with the devil
n*gga play with cj, i’ma step ’em
you can’t play me for broke, i won’t let ’em
laid it up with my partners forever
i’m not trusting no b*tch, i’m too careful
i was broke, then i got it together
now these n*ggas can’t get on my level
and i’m standing on business, they know me
i’m a trap god, need me a trophy
ar peek out this sh*t, i’m like otis
and my brother locked up, i just rolled him
and it makin’ me active, since i gotta go back
yo’ hood rich n*ggas, still go throw back
and they claim that he rattin’, lil n*gga, how you know that?
we get paperwork, b*tch, we know real fax
and you n*ggas be talkin’, that’s cheatin’
in the sheets with a bo*legged freak
and these n*ggas so funny to me
b*l*double o* with a d, that’s me

n*gga, you get what you give out, stupid ass n*gga
ain’t trip out on that lil ass n*gga, cuz
look, i’ma tell you, at the end of the day, n*gga
this sh*t gon’ make my life better
this sh*t gon’ make my life different, n*gga, i’m different already, n*gga
you know what i’m sayin’?

this what make n*ggas like me, n*gga
this sh*t ain’t gon break me, n*gga
ain’t what they wanted to do, n*gga
shoulda never, ever happened, n*gga
f*ck is you talkin’ about, n*gga?
on my mama
i woulda bought me a diamond for every time a n*gga hated on me, n*gga
what you think i’ma do when i come home, n*gga?
i know they wanna see me lose, n*gga
you will never see it, n*gga
f*ck is you talkin’ about, n*gga?
b*tch ass n*gga better go
ay, ain’t gon’ lie, n*gga, ay, ay, listen, listen, ain’t gon’ lie
n*gga better go to the whole bunch of money before i get out
it gon’ take n*ggas like 4 or 5 summers to catch up with me, b*tch
yeah, on my mama, it gon’ take n*ggas like 4 or 5 summers, b*tch
[outro]
f*ck is you talkin’ about, n*gga?
i’m lookin’ at my phone right now, it’s like 3 or 4 people calling me, b*tch
4, 5, none of this sh*t
b*tch, i’ll be back
p*ssy

- boogotti kasino lyrics

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