This is a song about "Gonna last"

This gin, till i drink this, yep this shit's gonna last

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

Last time you're ever gonna kiss these lips or ever

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Enjoy this breath cause its you last

You stood me up and i understand

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

I'm low 'n' i'm just hopeless, know this shit's gonna last

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Shoot first ask questions last

If your not first in the door then your gonna be last

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

This is your last battle an am gonna end you

The lane is fast don't come in last or you gonna get socked

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art