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Last Strike
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Last Strike was released on August 8, 2026 by Bloxkz / TripleThreat as a part of the album Last Strike - Single
August 8, 2026
LabelBloxkz / TripleThreat
LanguageEnglish
BPM77
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

The 'Gz came home and they feelin' theyself, tell that boy, "Stop all the bitchin'"
He got shot two times, word to bro, and he hopped it, he cannot merch that he didn't
Got the drop on his door, we gon' run in his house, but I gotta TP, he be snitchin'
Yus got shot, they ain't do nothin' to my block, that’s on God, I’ma show 'em who with it, baow
G-Get the lo' then we in then we out, no, I can't talk what we did behind south
They get booked, start runnin' they mouth, ****, free RB, **** know what he 'bout
No, I'm not tryna diss for the clout, tell that boy, "Get off dick and go rap in the house"
Free Well, word to bro, I can't slouch, I had three in my G, word to bro, made it count
Talk the facts, word to bro, we got wavy on Hats
And the 'Gz every year doin' bad, Sha Gz ran on Woo, he a pack
W-Why the fuck they keep mentionin' Fatz, when we was two deep in the 8th with the gat?
Word to bro, we done did it for 'Dash, it'll never take nothin' to throw on my mask, ****, word to my dead
Enough is enough, ****, they gon' die pullin' stunts, ****
I-I am not one to trust, the backdoor open, the Bees suited up
First day in, heard the Jet got cut, put the pole to his face, make a lil' **** hush
Beam on his back, make the lil' **** run, ****, tap-tap-tap, start bustin' the gun, like, baow
You better back off, Droy got hit with the Makk sauce
If he chill with the 9, I'ma blast off, we on 43rd tryna click off the backboard
Let him think with his dick, he get backdoored, Floxk got shot, word to bro, ****, mask off
In the 'Ville, ****, I had my mask on, Krashout special, I bet he get packed off, word to my dead
They don't wanna hoop, free bro, we was walkin' in groups
Caught a tag, **** shoulda went poof, the other one ran, we got him too
Jah got shot, OBoy too, smokin' my dead, ****, you better move
Like, on the L'zzz, had to get in my groove, ain't no way I'ma pass, on bro, I'ma shoot, baow, baow
(G-Get the lo' then we in then we out, no, I can't talk what we did behind south
They get booked, start runnin' they mouth, ****, free RB, **** know what he 'bout
No, I'm not tryna diss for the clout, tell that boy, "Get off dick and go rap in the house"
Free Well, word to bro, I can't slouch, I had three in my G, word to bro, made it count)
Written by: Angel Ortega
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