Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Last Man Standing , by - Trillary BanksRelease date: 15.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Last Man Standing |
| Any two block is |
| Man, get Merked |
| Yeah, you know the |
| Roll with the stainless |
| Any, any two block is real round here |
| Gyal get Merked get peeled round here |
| Yeah, you know the deal round here |
| Niggas roll with the stainless steel |
| Guess who’s back with a bang |
| Pull up, pop out, anywhere, any man |
| Real hot gyal ting when I step with the gang |
| Got talk on the net, real life, hella brand |
| Me nuh love talk to much (you see it) |
| Don’t mix my name with sh-(you see it) |
| Dem gyal love talk breeze, breez |
| Love act bad but they could nevr be it |
| Now I got nuff snakes comin outta the woodworks |
| Huh, like I ain’t on footwork |
| Soon as I rise my ting everybody switch up |
| Before you cross me you should look first |
| Cah I ain’t no idiot gyal |
| Could never war with that idiot gyal |
| Watch myself, Me don’t pree no gyal |
| In this rap ting I can’t see no gyal that can match me |
| So don’t mix me, been out here long time |
| No dixi |
| See me in Brixton like rixie |
| Or shelling at a shell like chippie |
| Flow so skimpy |
| Influenza so sickly |
| Tough like my hair, so picky, still |
| Don’t change the fact them gyals on my sons unwanted pick me |
| Hot gyal stand up, are you with me? |
| Step in a dance, get shot down quickly |
| Shelley and ting, new nickname litney |
| Cause he love the crack like Whitney |
| Baby hit me one more time, no Britney |
| He wanna go down on her ike Sydney |
| I ain’t no waiter, you ain’t gotta tip me |
| Load up the sh-, two shells in your kidney (rah) |
| I’ll be the last one standin |
| Don’t lie you all woulda banged him |
| You ain’t ready for what Trills got landing |
| None of my opps ain’t got talk on the landing |
| It’s trillary banks bitch |
| Laughing all the way to the bank bitch |
| Bad up the scene like a bandit |
| My time to shine god planned it (huh) |
| .44 like the bars I spit |
| And everybody know that my bags are legit |
| Trilly come tru, crash corn on a bitch |
| Any one of them me have cum pon me hip |
| No wastegyal, only star on my ship |
| Badder than who? |
| Haffi pardon a bitch (‘scuse me) |
| Everything locked off, if I pardon the strip |
| Used to move work, can’t pull for a tick, like |
| Where the money then my yout? |
| I know any you cyaan draw on my zoot |
| Real hot gyal pull up in her drop top coupe |
| Banks come through everyting done |
| Gyal get bun when I draw my gun |
| You might win some but you just lost one |
| And I rep L. C never beg London |
| It’s real |
| You know the deal, stainless steel, gyal get peeled, where I come from we don’t |
| share no meals |
| It’s a dog eat dog world, nuff man get killed |
| Blood gets spilled, Henni on the rocks yeah I like it chilled |
| Never got met, my gyal got trilled |
| Fi make it inna life, you haffi grow and build |
| Naw stuck till I make them meals |
| Any two block is |
| Man, get Merked |
| Yeah, you know the deal round here |
| Niggas roll with the stainless steel round here |
| Any, any two block is real round here |
| Gyal get Merked get peeled round here |
| Yeah, you know the deal round here |
| Niggas roll with the stainless steel (rah) |
| I’ll be the last one standin |
| Don’t lie you all woulda banged him |
| You ain’t ready for what Trills got landing |
| None of my opps ain’t got talk on the landing |
| It’s trillary banks bitch |
| Laughing all the way to the bank bitch |
| Bad up the scene like a bandit |
| My time to shine god planned it |
| I’ll be the last one standin |
| Don’t lie you all woulda banged him |
| You ain’t ready for what Trills got landing |
| None of my opps ain’t got talk on the landing |
| It’s trillary banks bitch |
| Laughing all the way to the bank bitch |
| Bad up the scene like a bandit |
| My time to shine god planned it (huh) |
| (Shadow on the beat, shadow on the beat, shadow on the beat) |