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back back! - last-dude lyrics

[intro]
last dude on the track!

[chorus: scarlxrd]
back on my business
back, back on my business
back, back on my business
back, back on my business
yeah, i’m back on my business
yeah, yeah, on my business
back, back on my business
back, back on my nightmar

[verse 1: lil pump]
this sh*t will never stop, b*ch, i be sippin’ wock, b*ch, i be countin’ guap, ooh, d*mn
this sh*t will never stop, b*ch, i be sippin’ wock, b*ch, i be countin’ guap, ooh, d*mn
walk in the club, balenci’, ooh, i f*ck your b*ch in a bentley, yeah
walk in the club in balenci’, ooh, i f*ck your b*ch in a bentley, yeah

[verse 2: xxxtentacion]
feel a ni*ga mind, see a nig*a grind
f*ckin’ gold mine of a mind
full kai, super saiyan on these ni*gas
fightin’ birds in the d*mn sky
f*ckin’ gold mine of a mind
full kai, super saiyan on these ni*gas
fightin’ birds in the d*mn sky
yah, murder gang, uh
run and make a ni*ga lose his vertebrae, uh
southside ni*ga, murder everything, uh
shots fire, make a ni*ga run, man (fire, fire)
i sent your grandma a d*ck pic, uh
got that b*ch all on my d*ck tip, uh
i am so strange like a misfit, uh
kick that b*ch out, she indifferent, uh

[verse 3: lil pump]
smokin’ gelato, i’m watchin’ a movie
rockin’ designer, i’m rockin’ the gucci (d*mn)
poppin’ a molly, i’m drinkin’ a smoothie (brr)
shoot it out, all like this sh*t call of duty (yuh)
wearin’ balmain, b*ch, this sh*t ain’t no ksubis (ooh)
dive in that p*ssy, that sh*t a jacuzzi (yeah)
can’t go to class, i don’t got my toolie
can’t go to class, i don’t got my toolie (brr)

[verse 4: 6ix9ine]
talk to me nice or don’t talk at all
shotti got the tool and it’s busting off
got the pump and all, this sh*t jumping off
look to a trip, turn ’em all
30 clips, extendos, nig*a
shooters all go off the wind blow, ni*ga
we don’t miss lil’ ni*ga, you hit lil’ ni*ga
if i don’t got it, you know 5 gon’ get you
one in your head, you in your bed
we in your crib, you x’d out
two in your head, your boo in your bed
don’t wanna touch this wet blouse
talk to the feds, i call up cadet
i throw him a sharpie, he wire your mouth
always in depth, i go get home
i go in the trunk, get them tecs out
[verse 5: scarlxrd]
serious addiction, addicted to money
just cut off the fraction
i spent off the currency
had to exchange it, the jet lag was hurting me
i made the bank and it’s stacking up perfectly
2 to 3 sellouts they asking for features for 21 thousand
i make it buy quicker
hublot on my wrist but the time on it different
thought ’bout the show
had enough now i’m richer
i fix it up then i get out
throw on the mask then i head out
north face is all that i wear now
turn up the show with my head down
i’m on my own, i won’t sell out
i’m on my own, watch me spread out
i hit the ground then i set out
b*tch i’m a goat, you’re a sellout, yuh, hah

- last dude lyrics

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