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(Cicero) bands (DJ Bandz), ayy
That last hit, I don't even wanna (shh)
Big Doodie Lo, ayy, big Doodie Lo, nigga, ayy

That last hit, I don't even wanna talk about
(I don't even wanna talk about it, they indictin' motherfuckers off lyrics, shh)
Fucked him up so bad, I don't even wanna walk without it (hit is ass switch, Drac', switch, Drac', Drac')
Last nigga, caught his ass OT, he was outta bounds
That nigga, he ain't even get nothin', actin' fishy, he don't even come around
Last month I was in rehab, but I'm sober now (I'm sober now)
All this money I spent on drink, I don't wanna know the amount (bitch)

All my opps, they switched up, they ain't on shit, they some vloggers now (vloggers now)
They say they don't even wanna rap no more, they want all the clout (what?)
I put on 20K on bounties, I just want his head (go get him)
Why the fuck you drop that diss? Boy, you know you dead (boom-boom)

I'm just laughin' in my head, that get back is a motherfucker (that get back is a motherfucker)
Couldn't afford a funeral, so they gift-wrapped in a blood puddle (gift-wrapped in a blood puddle)
"Doodie, where you been at?" I been winnin' while my killers spinnin' (spin, spin, spin)
We gon' stand on bidness, pop out, nigga, and don't leave no witness (boom)

Shh, nigga, yeah, I'm ridin' 'round in a Pelle coat (Pelle coat)
Hoppin' off the jets, just me, Bandz and Smurkio (and Durkio)
All my niggas vultures, .223s when I'm with Fox (boom-boom)
Chicago Rarest exposin' all you niggas fuckin' cops, bitch (gang-gang)

That last hit, I don't even wanna talk about
(I don't even wanna talk about it, they indictin' motherfuckers off lyrics, shh)
Fucked him up so bad, I don't even wanna walk without it (hit is ass switch, Drac', switch, Drac', Drac')
Last nigga, caught his ass OT, he was outta bounds
That nigga, he ain't even get nothin', actin' fishy, he don't even come around
Last month I was in rehab, but I'm sober now (I'm sober now)
All this money I spent on drink, I don't wanna know the amount (bitch)

All that cheese I spent on 'em blitzes, nigga, I know the amount, I keep tabs on 'em
All this fuckin' cheese I spent on rose gold, nigga, I lost the amount, nigga
I put stones inside my mouth, still got choppas on side the house
I gotta stay on point 'cause I don't know who sendin' in who when new people around

Fft, put all the smackers in rehab, why? Fox 'nem like to act bad
I gotta change my ways, every time a nigga get smacked, I hit the smacked dance
Fft, I'm finna start puttin' chains on bitches, that's better than buyin' a fake ass
I told my Fox I can change his life if he down to catch eight hats (ooh)

Nigga drop they gun in a shootout, put 'em on gun restriction
Nigga, know when it's time to move, I just spot that cousin hittin' it
I just grabbed the shit out the store, nigga, put up all the glizzies
This spot big boomin', never know when the feds might try to hit it (bitch)

That last hit, I don't even wanna talk about
(I don't even wanna talk about it, they indictin' motherfuckers off lyrics, shh)
Fucked him up so bad, I don't even wanna walk without it (hit is ass switch, Drac', switch, Drac', Drac')
Last nigga, caught his ass OT, he was outta bounds
That nigga, he ain't even get nothin', actin' fishy, he don't even come around
Last month I was in rehab, but I'm sober now (I'm sober now)
All this money I spent on drink, I don't wanna know the amount (bitch)