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Aldivino - Last Supper Lyrics

[Intro]
Swoop
Ayo-yo-yo-yo
Ayo-yo-yo-yo
Yo

[Verse]
Medellín, measured on the beam (Swoop)
Fetanyl fiends, 'fetti in a dream, amphetamines (Brrt)
MAC-11 ring, one in a chamber, so it's seventeen
Heaven knows I need ten out of ten hoes (Ah!), fresh up out the magazine (Swoop!)
Lapped up in a Beamer, liquid Aquafina
Got the fever, we don't fuck with bottom feeders (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!)
Leave you lost in the ether, son, toss the heat up
Keep it two cents (Let's go!)
That's a dub like two tеns
So much psychedelics, got a new lеns
Upgrade, nutmeg
Rubber gloves, what's your name? Pump gauge, huh-huh (Blow-blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
Run my fade, run my fade (You heard?)
Yo-yo, yo-yo-yo
Apache rival, patches on arms (Swoop!), patterns on walls
Wholesome patches in lofts
How much it cost to get the bag across saran wrap (How much it cost?)
Atom bomb (Blow-blow-blow, blow), avalanche in the Avalon
Never stagnant, stacks in the vent, (See that?), stats maxed out, God
Matapan dressed, spin the block 'til his top splitters
Popeye spinach
Ride 'til the finish, 'til the tires pop
Chinese spot, politickin', time tickin' (Huh?), we all gon' die
You gon' grind or not?
Dyin' decisions, dippin' and divin' into dime bitches
Sent a signal, slime slide with a Glock
Glide with it, mind magician, cataclysmic like Mayan predictions
Vintage Hilfiger vest, infinte divvy up the digits (Aha)
Dig it?
[Outro]
Straight up and all that, man, know I mean?
Break the bread on down
Huh, pass it over here, it's like, yeah
We gon' feast, huh, feel like the last supper
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