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Kojaque - Last Pint lyrics

Artist: Kojaque

album: Deli Daydreams


Foot out the Škoda
Shout out to Oprah (Yeah)
Open your noses
And everybody gets a piece
Your local hero
With no dinero (Booo)
Just got the yayo
Got paid at midnight, it's on me, like
Synthesizer smackin' hard inside the system, with your sister
Rackin' lines up with a badge that says 'assistant'
Tryna crank the volume but I musta hit conditioning
'Cause I blew a half a gram up in the cockpit like a blizzard
What's the bets I'll sneak a naggin in my boxers?
Bribe the bouncer with a bump of charlie, bound to be obnoxious
I'm the model citizen you want your children's feet to follow
'Til I'm on it, then I split the bag with Susan from the office
Half baked and half cut, half way to full fucked
Half day booked a week in advance, so good luck
Swiping left until I find somebody fixin' to fuck
'Cause I'm about to be evicted need a gaff for my stuff
Locked out
Thought I hid the key beneath the mat?
On the phone to my ex yellin' "Text me back!"
This taxi-man inside the Lexus take me there on tick
'Cause I said I'd sort him blow and now we're square on that
Fuck me like you hate me
Aw baby that's a hook
Love me like you made me
As of lately I've been shook
Shook puppy, pussy pay me
Put the paper in my clutch
You've been sayin' too much
You've been sayin' too, ahh
Fuck me like you hate me
Aw baby that's a hook
Love me like you made me
As of lately I've been shook
Shook puppy, pussy pay me
Put the paper in my clutch
You've been sayin' too much
You've been sayin' too, blah
Sorry Susan, though the offer is appealing
I'mma pass up on a pill, I'm seeing babies on the
Ceiling
I don't wanna talk, or give a fuck about your children
While your chewing on your jaw and playing Drake and catching feelings
So where's the jacks?
I need to shit or take a heart attack
I empty out the sack on top the cistern but your sister
Interrupts me
She's about to start some shit she couldn't finish
And I should probably stop it
I've been on it for a minute
And the kitchen's lookin' grim
It's just a speaker playin' sad tunes
Middle aged woman, love buzzin' in the hash fumes
Pizza in the oven, blarin' "Saving All My Love"
I'm tryin' do bumps off the wall mirror in the bathroom
Fuck me like you hate me
Aw baby that's a hook
Love me like you made me
As of lately I've been shook
Shook puppy, pussy pay me
Put the paper in my clutch
You've been sayin' too much
You've been sayin' too, ahh
Fuck me like you hate me
Aw baby that's a hook
Love me like you made me
As of lately I've been shook
Shook puppy, pussy pay me
Put the paper in my clutch
You've been sayin' too much
You've been sayin' too, blah
Foot out the Škoda
Shout out to Oprah (Yeah)
Open your noses
And everybody gets a piece
Your local hero
With no dinero (Booo)
Just got the yayo
Got paid at midnight it's on me
I'm on your linen
I'm fuckin' winnin' (Yeah)
The walls are spinnin'
Everybody's face looks fucked
I think I'm gurnin'
My stomach's churnin'
My nose is burnin'
Man, that last pint done fucked me up like

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