Tha Last 1 dec2

I don't play with ****, quick decision when I need a killing

Free lil' Zoski, I wrote this on your birthday from the feds, he with me

Ask me how I'm feeling, I'm on permission, but I'm getting fed up with it

We know me from sparing a ****, I'm not ridin' tinted, stickin' a pistol

Bitch, renewing my rental, I'm Godfather of the trenches

To get up with me, you need permission, but don't get slimed out trying to get it

I put nine shots in a killer, was from his blind spot when I hit him

Right across from Wyandotte in the south, mouth lookin' silly, jaw locked, twisted

Hope it ain't too late for forgiveness, if it is, fuck it, I can live with it

Know if I did it, I can deal with it, know shit old, I can still feel it

Scars steady itchin', re-ing up with Richard, Days Inn, Motel 6's

He trail me from Indy, escort bricks of Fendi presidentially

My scale be my witness, Pyrex non-stick pot, water-resistant

I'm whippin' a Bentley, I don't want nobody in here with me

When I'm gettin' down

Gave lil' bro fifteen, he was twenty, wish he went to trial

That's still around, whole thangs of pow-wow cost you sixteen thou'

I'm through yo' city, them hoes get pretty, they know them **** out, uh

She said she never seen six figures, I whipped my wrist around

Whip that chicken out

Whip them Benjis out, uh

This how them millions sound

This how that chicken sound

This how that money sound

This how that money sound

Bag my cash up, a boss, a **** better watch the way he talk

I get him smashed up

V12, the fast one, motor inside the back of it

Project bitch, know if she drive these bricks for me, I'm gettin' her ass done

Any whip I posted, I ain't sold it, but I crash some

Labels want they artists to be like Geeski, but I'm the last one

Come through, pay the cash bond, make sure **** have somethin'

Go get the yolies, have 'em fully loaded, ain't gotta ask me, know I'm goin'

They done put the water on it, that's why the feeling ain't as strong

But why I came back with that yola? Made the real **** proud

Have lil' brodie get his motion, he wanna see a **** smile

Show him how to focus, don't have unfamiliars around

When I'm gettin' down

Gave lil' bro fifteen, he was twenty, wish he went to trial

That's still around, whole thangs of pow-wow cost you sixteen thou'

I'm through yo' city, them hoes get pretty, they know them **** out, uh

She said she never seen six figures, I whipped my wrist around

Whip that chicken out

Whip them Benjis out, uh

This how them millions sound

This how that chicken sound