Last Forever (feat. BabyTron)

I'm gon' make it last forever when I get a run That's a marathon Buying woods, bitch I'm in a Tesla at the Marathon Glocky got a light, shoot 'em like a camera, we with all the action Life a movie, they be pulling scripts, look like my dogs be acting Feel like Clank you see me at the function, know I brought the ratchet You'll pop out with that Polish rifle, it got all attachments I'm gettin' rich, I ain't gon' die trying Reaching for the bust, boy you'll die trying She don't want no flowers, my bitch like diamonds (bling) Looking at that new C8 like I just might buy it Up the 100-rounder, this bitch last forever If you say, "It's up," we on your ass forever This bitch mandatory, take the mag wherever She don't suck no dick, I show her ass the blender (no cap) Shit, I did it masked up, it ain't no need for a sketch artist Blood flow purple, for Lil' Mari, bitch my chest heartless 2016, I was in that Nike tech starving Six years later, shit a dub'll get the set started Tour bus around America, we finna rock some shows US to Europe, finna rock the globe [?] stuffed with chicken, fat as hell these are not Girbauds 308s hit his head and high topped his fro X on my veterbrate Off-White ain't serving yae Every play successful, I ain't gon' lie, it's been a perfect day Like shit, thank God Only time you caught a hat is when you went and played COD Since you want smoke, slide down, turn your spot to sherbizzy AR with the Mickey Mouse, waving sticks, Walt Disney Militia member, of course I got some dog in me Not the same as Unky cause though, cause he got some dog in him Crazy that I gotta ball on you, coulda balled wit me Plug gon' piss me off with that shit, tryna stall wit me Don't bring school up, you wasn't in the halls wit me Called an opp out and left his drawers shitty 20 in my RTAs, 20s in my Cartiers (but the Glock got a 30) And that's real spill Diamonds yellow, but the soda black, I look like Kill Bill I done turned my life into a movie, it don't feel real The opps, they in last forever, we been first place Squealing to the pigs, the quickest way to get you turnt baked Chop' singing, send you up to God, I think it's Kirk Franklin I was dreaming bout' a 100 M's, I touched my first Franklin 586, never mind, 734 You can't even get my main phone, my bitch beat hoes (Shit, fuck) Slid right, and turnt his power off like an iPhone Black sticks, mirror tint, living life in night mode Said you spint' on the opps, but be needing rides home Even with a calculator, that ain't adding up I done had enough, quit the cap Told lil brodie it's a bonus if he hit 'em in his hat Tydus looking like Sabonis, he'll pull up wit the strap ARP got the cajones, boy you crazy think I lack Boy you crazy think it's that I made 80 off them jacks Adidas joggy pager, Unky in the 80s when he trap Doing 80 in the track, blow a affy, then relax Hit his top with .308s and watch his cranium detach We gon' chill him out like Ritalin if he get spontaneous Lil' cudi in the store with fake ID, it say Donquavious I be flying round in UFOs, I ain't a alien All this water on our neck, can't say we ain't the waviest Bottom of the ninth inning, I'll hit a grand slam Sliding round in AMGs, it used to be the Trans Am All these sticks in the whip turned an auto to a manual They be saying Stan the goat, they keep calling him an animal (ha) Dogshit militia, bitch