Last-Dude - Im back! lyrics

You niggas all wish you could be me
You're wearing a mask but you’ll wipe out
 believe me
You're going so broke I can see it
I'm feeling
My outfit is blacked out like my Lamborghini

King new york city man back home let
My nuts hang on these niggas man man yeah

When that ’K clap, it's a dirt nap
And if you catch me without that
Get hit in the cap
With a mothafuckin' baseball bat
Dooby wrapped
Four, five, six, that's a head crack
That's a fact, that's a fact
When that 'K clap, it's a dirt nap
And if you catch me without that
Get hit in the cap
With a mothafuckin’ baseball bat
Dooby wrapped
Four, five, six, that’s a head crack
That's a fact, that’s a fact

AK, red dot
(Huh?) , HK (yeah) , headshot (Brr)
Kitchen, crack rock
(Who?) , bath tub, bath salt (Bath)
I'm serving up H (Ayy, ayy)
Drunk an eight to the face (Ayy, ayy)
Wait, wait (What?)
I might buy a pink Wraith (Huh)
Look at my diamonds dancing (Dance)
Serving up H, Chris Hansen (Woah)
I might go shoot up your mansion
I just ash in the Aston (yeah)
Stomp a nigga out, need boots (Boots)
Forgiato on both coupes (O oh)
Order me wonton soup (yeah)
Why fuck one, if I can fuck two? (Ah)

Oh yeah, I told ya i do it for my soldier
I can show ya, some dough ya
But, then you lose your focus when I told ya
It's over
She call my Motorolla like a ho, ya
I told ya
These bitches wanna fuck in they Corolla
Corona
I'm sippin’ and I'm smokin', I'm a stoner
I told ya
I need a couple pounds of marijuana
For the roll up
You know us boys, we smokin' on the Cobra's
I told ya
You know us boys, we smokin' on the Cobra's

Fort-nite (yeah) get to build up to the
Pussy like a damn knight (yeah,  yeah)
Keep a blade on me
You pussy with the fist-fight
Like I'm Bones Jones' jawbone (yeah, wow)
Fuck Drake
(yeah, yeah) , fuck Drake (yeah, yeah)
Fort-nite (yeah)

Watch me get it, bitch, uh
On my reckless shit, uh
Living legend, bitch, uh
My life's easy, not tough
I ignore the shit they say
'Bout to buy a mansion
I don't care about nothing, ah fuck

You niggas all wish you could be me
You're wearing a mask but you'll wipe out
Believe me
You're going so broke I can see it
I'm feeling
My outfit is blacked out like my Lamborghini
I pull up and with that Hu' on my wrists
I'm still sipping on gin with
The lime in that bitch
Yeah, I been super rich since 2010 (Yah, aye)
I keep racks in my Louis V bags ever since

Ohhh oh man
I'm free right now and you know
How mad all these haters who
Wish i was in jail is
Right now? y'all sick stupids!

When that 'K clap, it's a dirt nap
And if you catch me without that
Get hit in the cap
With a mothafuckin' baseball bat
Dooby wrapped (Stupid lil dumb niga)
Four, five, six, that's a head crack
That's a fact, that's a fact (¡You STOOPID)

When that 'K clap, it's a dirt nap
And if you catch me without that
Get hit in the cap
With a mothafuckin' baseball bat
Dooby wrapped
Four, five, six, that's a head crack
That's a fact, that's a fact what?