Last Wednesday
This
Gotta
Be the last time that I give ya good dick
That might be the reason you come over here and trip
Givin' all that extra lip
Told her GOMAD baby girl
Get on Me and Dip
Now I
Gotta
Move different
Grow my hair out
Cause I'm outgrowing
Niggas and bitches
We hate, talking to Snoop, that nigga never pay attention
Got yo main bitch in my messages Yo sister in my mentions BUT
I can't have no new bitch cause my old bitch know everybody
Buying eighths from my roommates, in my niggas face at like every party
I need a pint a day
I need a blunt and a beat that's From Mylesaway
(Wait)
Y'all ain't ready for that!
Workin Workin like the money down
Like a choppa wit' a hunnid roundz'
Lost in the City and never found
Y'all give a fuck what we saying now?
Fuck anything you see laying down?
I had to higher my standards, dog
Ridin' round in my old whip
Still living at home bitch
Issues wit' my new chick
She blowin' up my phone now
Dog this can't be karma
I give her what she (Want want)
They call me 21 back in the city
This gotta
Be the last time
That might be the reason you come over here and trip
(Yeahyeah actin')
This gotta
Be the last time
21 Don
Drivin' round in my (fuck out my whip)
Still living at (traphouse penthouse)
Issues wit' my (talkin' to em' crazy)
She blowin' up my (phone dog)
Dog
Dog
Play this when you riding thru the city
Baby
(Its the mixtape)
Play this when you riding thru the city, baby (21 Don)
They call me 21 back in the city!
City
City
Gotta
Be the last time that I give ya good dick
That might be the reason you come over here and trip
Givin' all that extra lip
Told her GOMAD baby girl
Get on Me and Dip
Now I
Gotta
Move different
Grow my hair out
Cause I'm outgrowing
Niggas and bitches
We hate, talking to Snoop, that nigga never pay attention
Got yo main bitch in my messages Yo sister in my mentions BUT
I can't have no new bitch cause my old bitch know everybody
Buying eighths from my roommates, in my niggas face at like every party
I need a pint a day
I need a blunt and a beat that's From Mylesaway
(Wait)
Y'all ain't ready for that!
Workin Workin like the money down
Like a choppa wit' a hunnid roundz'
Lost in the City and never found
Y'all give a fuck what we saying now?
Fuck anything you see laying down?
I had to higher my standards, dog
Ridin' round in my old whip
Still living at home bitch
Issues wit' my new chick
She blowin' up my phone now
Dog this can't be karma
I give her what she (Want want)
They call me 21 back in the city
This gotta
Be the last time
That might be the reason you come over here and trip
(Yeahyeah actin')
This gotta
Be the last time
21 Don
Drivin' round in my (fuck out my whip)
Still living at (traphouse penthouse)
Issues wit' my (talkin' to em' crazy)
She blowin' up my (phone dog)
Dog
Dog
Play this when you riding thru the city
Baby
(Its the mixtape)
Play this when you riding thru the city, baby (21 Don)
They call me 21 back in the city!
City
City
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Writer(s): Donald Gipson
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