Last Supper Lyrics - Suave

I wanna fuckin feel this shit, y'know? 

You already know, bandkids to fuck with me 

Huh, huh 

Suave 

Boom! 

[Suave] 

Niggas chose 15 

Seconds of fame 

Over the 15 

[?] 

VVS diamonds, they shine in the rain 

[?] 

Pour it up back, I remember the pain 

[?] 

I was dead broke, used to rock a fake chain 

Now every-day, we hop on a plane 

Did a few shows, [?] 

Save that shit up, it's about to get rainy 

[?] 

Momma said [?] this gun, for her safety 

Bitch so bad, might give her a baby 

She so happy, I hit on the daily 

Offer the [?], he be talking 'bout ladies 

[?] 

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[Lil Mosey] 

Is you outside, nigga? 

Have to shoot that nigga, what time, nigga? 

And it's all black (black) 

[?], ice so cold, feel like the winter 

Got two bad ho's, fuck her, yeah 

Shoot them with 12, [?], yeah 

Little handshake, then, fuck her 

Why you on her, like it's her last supper? 

Yeah, and I'm drippin' like water 

Ooh, bounce back and I'll fuck on your thot, mmh 

Yeah, twenty shows, I don't know where I'm at 

Yeah, fifty bands on my [?] sack 

[Suave] 

Y-yeah, Trix are for kids 

I throw the money, just for the bands 

Bellows, just strip a big booty babe 

I hit that bitch in the back of my crib 

Photos 

[?] 

Lil nigga talking, he know that I made it 

Shoot, choppa [?] 

These niggas talking, they know that I made it 

[Soulja Boy] 

Yeah, yuh nigga eat your motherfuckin' plate 

Pop in the [?] and now I'm in the race 

Whippin' up dope right in your face 

Calling my lawyer, I'm getting a case 

[Lil Mosey] 

I'm with Soulja, hop in a rover 

I thought I told you, we 'takin over 

Whippin up bands, [?] 

Smoking on dope 

[?] 

[Suave] 

Bandkids, we blow like a bomb,[?] 

I got some money, gave it to my mom 

And she bought us a lawn 

Hit the lil bitch then I pass the baton 

I take a flight to Milan 

Bad bitch, she [?] 

Niggas gonna hate when they [?] my song 

I'm at the top, king kong 

Back in my high school, y'all didn't get along 

Everything I do is wrong 

Bitch got a [?] thong 

Cut the dummies on me [?] prom 

You know what we smokin, we smokin this strong, as if I didn't belong 

[Soulja Boy] 

No, you don't want smoke 

Big Draco at your front door, we pose 

Make a wrong move, shoot off your nose 

Shot out the Benz, my young nigga kick in your door 

I need some lean, pour up a four 

Fuck it, fucking your bitch, fucking your ho 

Yuh, the diamond chain rainbow 

I put the rap game in the three-four