ogxo - last year lyrics
all these b-tches wanna trip
like a plane got sent
b-tch you ain’t paying for no rent
why don’t you get up off my d-ck
last year you only wanna be friends
all these b-tches wanna trip
like a plane got sent
b-tch you ain’t paying for no rent
why don’t you get up off my d-ck
last year you only wanna be friends
how come you only wanted to be friends
cause i was overweight and heavy set
but now i’m getting paid and getting checks
you now are outta s-x can’t pay the rent
you a nasty hoe
ain’t n0body wanna give the tip
but i’ll give you a tip you should go to h-ll
i be running this like gurley in the nfl
wanna act stupid otto put u inna ground
like sh-t you got your own smell
like sh-t that is how you smell
gain 6 cause i’m touching down bethlehem
j.e.s.u.s. told me imma win
i don’t care to impress
i don’t got no friends
get a call from b-tch
said she want some d-ck
pulled up real quick
bust a nut
then i dip
i’m on that real sh-t
do me wrong say goodbye
all these b-tches wanna trip
like a plane got sent
b-tch you ain’t paying for no rent
why don’t you get up off my d-ck
last year you only wanna be friends
all these b-tches wanna trip
like a plane got sent
b-tch you ain’t paying for no rent
why don’t you get up off my d-ck
last year you only wanna be friends
last year you was only tryna friend me
funny how it change
went from change to the benjis
plenty we gettin big bands you on empty
pockets third world over we gettin bread b
keep a lotta sticks you can never out gun me
pistol slap a n-gga if he ever try to son me
drinking lean b-tch on my trill sh-t bun b
she wanna f-ck with me she wanna thrill sh-t funny
last year she was dodgin me cause i was bummy
she gone eat it like a meal off a pill it’s nothing
kick her out phone ringin back to da money
no time for a b-tch i’m wit my n-ggas gettin money
plug out in cali sending pounds outta dublin
if a n-gga try to plot for the bands then i’m dumpin
xo wit me hoe but we ain’t doin no lovin
f-ckin on his thot i know she want me to cuff it
no cuddling sh-t i hop out in traffic
17 in the 30 baby no lackin
servin junkies baby know i get it off of trappin
she a gold digger need a old n-gga tell her pack it
all these b-tches wanna trip
like a plane got sent
b-tch you ain’t paying for no rent
why don’t you get up off my d-ck
last year you only wanna be friends
all these b-tches wanna trip
like a plane got sent
b-tch you ain’t paying for no rent
why don’t you get up off my d-ck
last year you only wanna be friends
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