Last Year by DazBow Lyrics
[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, okay, aye, yuh, wooooo!
[Chorus]
Rap money coming soon, expansion (Rap)
I'ma go and get me self a mansion (Mansion)
Im boolin out take my ass for ransom (Ransom)
Why the fuck she talking bout romancing (Why?)
Still dabbing and i'm rapping watch my dancing (Dab)
You know that i'm coming with some fashion
Save the food, 'cause we be on rations
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah (Nah)
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah
[Verse 1]
We ain't talking bout last year (Nah)
We be on the grind here, this is right here
Last year Ls they be dug up like a cash rear (Okay)
100 on the dash they be skrtting like the got no fear
Fear me, fear me
Don't go try compare to me, I can be your enemy
Plotting on my enemies, cash flow
Money keep coming while you lacking though
50 notes, i'm still rapping on my last note
You is broke, yes i am
Thats why i'm getting money hoe
Popo fuck 12 they be tripping hard though (Fuck)
Really cracking down on brothers while they stand and laugh though (Hahaha)
You wouldn't laugh if you didn't have your badge hoe
I'd throw hands , beat your ass, get some justice yo
Fuck the snakes, fuck the ops
Make them learn a lesson fold
I ain't fold , watch you know
Watch you talking like you know?
All i say is ion know, I ain't tryna get involved
I see you on the sideline, peeping like a telescope
Last year i don met a hoe, went by name of---
Oh
I can't say that (Awkward)
But just to let you know
Homie snaked me low, thats what got me low
Now i stay extra cautious 'cause i know how snakes work (Sss)
Get up on yo shit asking for some network
What is your net-worth? (Cash)
Are you even worth? (Huh okay)
Never ever let somebody say to you, you ain't worth (Never ever)
[Chorus]
Rap money coming soon, expansion (Rap)
I'ma go and get me self a mansion (Mansion)
Im boolin out take my ass for ransom
Why the fuck she talking bout romancing (Why?)
Still dabbing and i'm rapping watch my dancing (Dab)
You know that i'm coming with some fashion (Fash)
Save the food, 'cause we be on rations
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah
[Verse 2]
Heat tuck, feet stuck, I be on my own shit
Staying in my own lane I be spitting get some propane
Jealous huh? You can’t spit, only on some singing shit (Lalalala)
I’m on both, twist the stove, soon I’m on some cooking shit
Always true, stuck right, hooping on the right side
Pursuing shit chasing dreams and all they do is hate and shit
Causing racket stupid shit y’all ain’t making moves and shit
Going crazy on the DMS 'cause I’m tryna find a real bitch
Plan it right for my life, I be making plans and shit
Seeking out the future line it up like a scope and shit
On my case I run in pace, never leave a trace on shit
Spitting out these bars on bars, I am not your average (Skrtt skrtt)
Bout my race? yeah in Asian but Im spitting finna make a hit on this Beat, got the beats, staying in free profit shit
I might go and hit a lick
Picked him 'cause he’s a player but you know I’m not on playing shit
Uh, aye, woo!
[Bridge]
Crown me like i'm Cersei please
Y'all stay sleep on canopies
I’m in your bitches fantasies
Capping on me no Kaepernick
Surpass me if your better than me
Ops gonna get onto me
I be eating calories
Im charged up don't need batteries
Bread winners only eat
You be talking you get beat
Don't need features fuck that shit
Only for the reals and shit
I am really bout that peace
Fuck around its over
[Chorus]
Rap money coming soon, expansion (Shit, woo!)
I'ma go and get me self a mansion (Mansion)
Im boolin out take my ass for ransom (Ransom)
Why the fuck she talking bout romancing (Why?)
Still dabbing and i'm rapping watch my dancing (Dab)
You know that i'm coming with some fashion (Fash)
Save the food, 'cause we be on rations
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah (No we ain't)
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah
Yuh, yuh, okay, aye, yuh, wooooo!
[Chorus]
Rap money coming soon, expansion (Rap)
I'ma go and get me self a mansion (Mansion)
Im boolin out take my ass for ransom (Ransom)
Why the fuck she talking bout romancing (Why?)
Still dabbing and i'm rapping watch my dancing (Dab)
You know that i'm coming with some fashion
Save the food, 'cause we be on rations
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah (Nah)
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah
[Verse 1]
We ain't talking bout last year (Nah)
We be on the grind here, this is right here
Last year Ls they be dug up like a cash rear (Okay)
100 on the dash they be skrtting like the got no fear
Fear me, fear me
Don't go try compare to me, I can be your enemy
Plotting on my enemies, cash flow
Money keep coming while you lacking though
50 notes, i'm still rapping on my last note
You is broke, yes i am
Thats why i'm getting money hoe
Popo fuck 12 they be tripping hard though (Fuck)
Really cracking down on brothers while they stand and laugh though (Hahaha)
You wouldn't laugh if you didn't have your badge hoe
I'd throw hands , beat your ass, get some justice yo
Fuck the snakes, fuck the ops
Make them learn a lesson fold
I ain't fold , watch you know
Watch you talking like you know?
All i say is ion know, I ain't tryna get involved
I see you on the sideline, peeping like a telescope
Last year i don met a hoe, went by name of---
Oh
I can't say that (Awkward)
But just to let you know
Homie snaked me low, thats what got me low
Now i stay extra cautious 'cause i know how snakes work (Sss)
Get up on yo shit asking for some network
What is your net-worth? (Cash)
Are you even worth? (Huh okay)
Never ever let somebody say to you, you ain't worth (Never ever)
[Chorus]
Rap money coming soon, expansion (Rap)
I'ma go and get me self a mansion (Mansion)
Im boolin out take my ass for ransom
Why the fuck she talking bout romancing (Why?)
Still dabbing and i'm rapping watch my dancing (Dab)
You know that i'm coming with some fashion (Fash)
Save the food, 'cause we be on rations
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah
[Verse 2]
Heat tuck, feet stuck, I be on my own shit
Staying in my own lane I be spitting get some propane
Jealous huh? You can’t spit, only on some singing shit (Lalalala)
I’m on both, twist the stove, soon I’m on some cooking shit
Always true, stuck right, hooping on the right side
Pursuing shit chasing dreams and all they do is hate and shit
Causing racket stupid shit y’all ain’t making moves and shit
Going crazy on the DMS 'cause I’m tryna find a real bitch
Plan it right for my life, I be making plans and shit
Seeking out the future line it up like a scope and shit
On my case I run in pace, never leave a trace on shit
Spitting out these bars on bars, I am not your average (Skrtt skrtt)
Bout my race? yeah in Asian but Im spitting finna make a hit on this Beat, got the beats, staying in free profit shit
I might go and hit a lick
Picked him 'cause he’s a player but you know I’m not on playing shit
Uh, aye, woo!
[Bridge]
Crown me like i'm Cersei please
Y'all stay sleep on canopies
I’m in your bitches fantasies
Capping on me no Kaepernick
Surpass me if your better than me
Ops gonna get onto me
I be eating calories
Im charged up don't need batteries
Bread winners only eat
You be talking you get beat
Don't need features fuck that shit
Only for the reals and shit
I am really bout that peace
Fuck around its over
[Chorus]
Rap money coming soon, expansion (Shit, woo!)
I'ma go and get me self a mansion (Mansion)
Im boolin out take my ass for ransom (Ransom)
Why the fuck she talking bout romancing (Why?)
Still dabbing and i'm rapping watch my dancing (Dab)
You know that i'm coming with some fashion (Fash)
Save the food, 'cause we be on rations
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah (No we ain't)
We ain't really talking bout the last year yeah