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Daily Video (MV)




Performed By: Last X
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Christopher Gray, Demarcus McFarland




Last X - Daily Lyrics
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Only nigga in the party is my nigga Ben
Throw his ass up in the air he make them bitches sin
Shoot my quarrel lose her morals when she off that hen
Team looking like the warriors bitch we
Suppose to win
Niggas knowing what I do
When I creep inside the booth
If I bite come take my tooth
You can't replicate this smooth
Wait let me get into my groove
Hit her with the stick and then I move
Approach me with respect it won't be violent
Baby when I'm in that pussy she can't be silent
When we high above the clouds its a better climate
Baby when you get this fly you put that bitch in auto pilot
Evaluate the plan then we execute
I was seeing clear but this a better view
Bitch I'm on the gas watch the pedal move
Niggas claim they smoking but that shit is my residue
They be asking what we smoking on
Some OG probably
If I ain't with my niggas, then it's a baddie beside me
We ain't got to tell em that we got it going on
They see how we coming on
Yeah yeah
What you smoking on
It's probably pressure, but you should already know it homes
What we got going on
We ain't have to tell em shit about it
They already knowing they see how we coming
Get down
Lay down
Stay down
Came in for the money, we ain't come in for the play round
Or none of that
Say you be sipping Act and Hi-tech, it be diamond tap
Gotta be smoking dick or some shit we ain't trynna match
Saying that a nigga changed and we switched it up
Crazy how she drop that ass and pick that ass right back up
Like I press rewind
Switch the subject is you f*cking a young nigga pressed for time
And really I just want a invitation
A lil ass some pretty titties with a combination
Last X we just like brothers with no blood relation
They said them boys number one just like a urination
Mobbing in Starkvegas
In the stu we working on a mother f*cking daily
I wrap it up I still pull out girl we don't need no babies
All my niggas round me got that gas peer pressure
My bitch from (Colo)rado or Cali really it ain't no telling
What we smoking on
Some OG probably
If I ain't with my niggas, then it's a baddie beside me
We ain't got to tell em that we got it going on
They see how we coming on
Yeah yeah
What you smoking on
It's probably pressure, but you should already know it homes
What we got going on
We ain't have to tell em shit about it
They already knowing they see how we coming
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Only nigga in the party is my nigga Ben
Throw his ass up in the air he make them bitches sin
Shoot my quarrel lose her morals when she off that hen
Team looking like the warriors bitch we
Suppose to win
Niggas knowing what I do
When I creep inside the booth
If I bite come take my tooth
You can't replicate this smooth
Wait let me get into my groove
Hit her with the stick and then I move
Approach me with respect it won't be violent
Baby when I'm in that pussy she can't be silent
When we high above the clouds its a better climate
Baby when you get this fly you put that bitch in auto pilot
Evaluate the plan then we execute
I was seeing clear but this a better view
Bitch I'm on the gas watch the pedal move
Niggas claim they smoking but that shit is my residue
They be asking what we smoking on
Some OG probably
If I ain't with my niggas, then it's a baddie beside me
We ain't got to tell em that we got it going on
They see how we coming on
Yeah yeah
What you smoking on
It's probably pressure, but you should already know it homes
What we got going on
We ain't have to tell em shit about it
They already knowing they see how we coming
Get down
Lay down
Stay down
Came in for the money, we ain't come in for the play round
Or none of that
Say you be sipping Act and Hi-tech, it be diamond tap
Gotta be smoking dick or some shit we ain't trynna match
Saying that a nigga changed and we switched it up
Crazy how she drop that ass and pick that ass right back up
Like I press rewind
Switch the subject is you f*cking a young nigga pressed for time
And really I just want a invitation
A lil ass some pretty titties with a combination
Last X we just like brothers with no blood relation
They said them boys number one just like a urination
Mobbing in Starkvegas
In the stu we working on a mother f*cking daily
I wrap it up I still pull out girl we don't need no babies
All my niggas round me got that gas peer pressure
My bitch from (Colo)rado or Cali really it ain't no telling
What we smoking on
Some OG probably
If I ain't with my niggas, then it's a baddie beside me
We ain't got to tell em that we got it going on
They see how we coming on
Yeah yeah
What you smoking on
It's probably pressure, but you should already know it homes
What we got going on
We ain't have to tell em shit about it
They already knowing they see how we coming
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Writer: Christopher Gray, Demarcus McFarland
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