Last Year

[Intro]
Ay, this is a Trademark production!

[Chorus]
2019, already got more bands than you made last year
Got a big bag, smokin' on gas, car go fast, yeah
And I got a brand new G2, I might let that bitch blast, yeah
And I’m still 17, I might jugg you then go to class, yeah
Got your rent money in pocket, I'ma spend it on the new Moncler
And I feel like Rino, 'cause they like, "Leesta, how you did that there?"
And I got a big bag, hate on me, you sad
Why don’t you hop up off of Twitter and get a bag

[Verse]
And if you ride for me, I always got your back
And I know killers, guarantee that's not cap
And I'm geeked in real life, I'm not talkin' on no app
How you talkin' shit on Instagram but your girl on my Snap?
It don't make no sense, ten more bands are spent
Slayyworld, D1, I'm too elegant
And my bag big as fuck, it’s like an elephant
I was down bad, now I rock Alyx and Vetements
Got a new strap, brand new Gucci my cap
Got a bad lil’ bitch in my lap
Talk down, lil' boy, get smacked
If you hate me, you goin’ out sad
I'm doin' more stats and you gettin' mad
I get geeked up before class
So I’m always too good at math
That's your favorite rapper, how I'm better than him?
In NY, I'm wearin' Pradas, not no Timbs
Big ass choppa, that bitch might take off your limbs
I just smile, I just grin, 'cause that bag comin' in

[Chorus]
2019, already got more bands than you made last year
Got a big bag, smokin' on gas, car go fast, yeah
And I got a brand new G2, I might let that bitch blast, yeah
And I'm still 17, I might jugg you then go to class, yeah
Got your rent money in pocket, I'ma spend it on the new Moncler
And I feel like Rino, 'cause they like, "Leesta, how you did that there?"
And I got a big bag, hate on me, you sad
Why don't you hop up off of Twitter and get a bag