Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Last of the Real, artist - Jose Guapo.
Date of issue: 22.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Last of the Real |
Uh, extravagant drip |
Run that back Turbo |
You dig? |
Yeah, I just got the skin on the belt (uh) |
Gotta get the riches and wealth (uh) |
I might spend a mil on myself (uh) |
'Nother million for the clique (uh) |
We the last real niggas left (uh-huh) |
I’ma keep it real 'til the death (uh) |
Never need a hand or get help (uh-huh) |
Uh, you know I came in by myself |
You they type of nigga get shelved |
I got some Loubs on my shelves |
I’m rockin' an Off-White belt, I put Chanel on my back |
We was broke and we ain’t never goin' back |
We was broke and we ain’t never goin' back, uh |
Close the curtains on the new Maybach |
This bitch is too thick and I hit from the back |
Pop a perc, now I beat out her back |
Fuck a ho then I count up my racks |
I can blow a mil in a day-ay-ay |
I’m not gonna stop 'til we straight-ay-ay |
We at the top, lil nigga just face it |
I’m rockin' Louis Vuitton bracelets |
I go to the spa and plus I get facial |
One call, I swear they’ll erase you |
I’m not gonna race you |
Roll up a Backwood and face it |
Gunna Gunna in the coupe |
I’m in the spaceship, uh, bitch |
Yeah, I just got the skin on the bear |
Gotta get the riches and wealth |
I might spend a mil on myself |
'Nother million for the clique |
We the last real niggas left |
I’ma keep it real 'til the death |
Never need a hand or get help |
I can never switch, nigga this is it, I predicted I’d get rich |
This as drippy as it gets, fur carpet cheetah prints |
Hit the condo with your bitch, give her psychedelic dick |
G seats in the jet, coppin' these baguettes |
Nigga still threaten me, niggas so petty |
Playin' with the ice, Wayne Gretzky |
Bitch pocket light, that’s a pet peeve |
Fuckin' with the bag, get the neck cheap |
Bought a big yacht, not a jet-ski |
VVS it make her pussy wet, yeah |
I just got the skin on the bear |
Gotta get the riches and wealth |
I might spend a mil on myself |
'Nother million for the clique |
We the last real niggas left |
I’ma keep it real 'til the death |
Never need a hand or get help |