"Last Laugh" lyrics
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Yeah
It's with an X, nigga
Fxce
Shoestrings tied up on the K, that's my back strap
Two Dracs in one bookbag, this my bag strap
If a nigga rob me, I got another strap to get my strap back
Just drop the lo' and give me a ski mask and a black Scat
And a trash bag
Beef with me, I promise I'ma get the last laugh
Crazy that I rap, I was the nigga to make the class laugh
Full court pressin', I can't let no nigga past half, yeah, come on
The gun clip switch to the other clip, I got fast mags
Dumb bitch caught that one shit with her fast ass
We got so many 'bows up at the spot, could start a hash bash
I got bitches lined up, she got some ass, she get a FastPass
You keep flexin' in that 'Cat, I advise you not to park that
He thought it was a lil' fender bender and got carjacked
I'm on the north side by Devil's Lake where the sharks at
I told my bitch I'm already pissed, so don't start that
Upped the chrome and blew him out his hoodie, where your heart at?
You the type to get smacked, then ask a nigga, "Why you on that?"
Told 12 the weed a donation, I'm taxin' for the 'bow back
Forgot to put guiders on the ARP and pushed his fro back
Nigga, I'm finna put belt to ass
The opp took every shot from the Glock with his selfish ass
Bitch, don't try to fuck with me for what I got, get yourself a bag
He signed to a label for a bag, then they shelfed his ass
Poured another deuce, it look like I just put some blood in
Clean floors, walked through with my cup and brought some mud in
My brother crazy, walked up on a cruise and got drugs in
We got four twos in the whip, I let that nigga Dugg in
You niggas out of pocket
Stop tryna negotiate a price, I said I want a thousand
You only got twenty twenties, that's four hundred dollars
Blow his to 2020 with a futuristic chopper, come on
Bro got hit from four different directions, the wounds confused the doctor
Clerk seen my face in Texas and said, "Houston, we got a problem"
Pour a deuce and roll another 'Wood, I used to want a bottle
I got comfortable with my mans pouring my lean, I used to want to watch him
I thought he tried to get me
I ain't bougie, you can catch me ridin' through the city
Five percent around the whip, we ain't ridin' fishy
If it's up, then it's up, I'm ridin' in this big-ass truck, it's gon' be hard to miss me
We got sticks in the whip, they all legit, it's gon' be hard to stick me
I'm ridin' in the 'Cat, this not a Scat, it's gon' be hard to flick me
My D niggas catch your ass slippin' and bogart the hemi
Get two niggas to watch a hundred 'bows, they both guardin' fifty
Yeah
It's with an X, nigga
Fxce
Shoestrings tied up on the K, that's my back strap
Two Dracs in one bookbag, this my bag strap
If a nigga rob me, I got another strap to get my strap back
Just drop the lo' and give me a ski mask and a black Scat
And a trash bag
Beef with me, I promise I'ma get the last laugh
Crazy that I rap, I was the nigga to make the class laugh
Full court pressin', I can't let no nigga past half, yeah, come on
The gun clip switch to the other clip, I got fast mags
Dumb bitch caught that one shit with her fast ass
We got so many 'bows up at the spot, could start a hash bash
I got bitches lined up, she got some ass, she get a FastPass
You keep flexin' in that 'Cat, I advise you not to park that
He thought it was a lil' fender bender and got carjacked
I'm on the north side by Devil's Lake where the sharks at
I told my bitch I'm already pissed, so don't start that
Upped the chrome and blew him out his hoodie, where your heart at?
You the type to get smacked, then ask a nigga, "Why you on that?"
Told 12 the weed a donation, I'm taxin' for the 'bow back
Forgot to put guiders on the ARP and pushed his fro back
Nigga, I'm finna put belt to ass
The opp took every shot from the Glock with his selfish ass
Bitch, don't try to fuck with me for what I got, get yourself a bag
He signed to a label for a bag, then they shelfed his ass
Poured another deuce, it look like I just put some blood in
Clean floors, walked through with my cup and brought some mud in
My brother crazy, walked up on a cruise and got drugs in
We got four twos in the whip, I let that nigga Dugg in
You niggas out of pocket
Stop tryna negotiate a price, I said I want a thousand
You only got twenty twenties, that's four hundred dollars
Blow his to 2020 with a futuristic chopper, come on
Bro got hit from four different directions, the wounds confused the doctor
Clerk seen my face in Texas and said, "Houston, we got a problem"
Pour a deuce and roll another 'Wood, I used to want a bottle
I got comfortable with my mans pouring my lean, I used to want to watch him
I thought he tried to get me
I ain't bougie, you can catch me ridin' through the city
Five percent around the whip, we ain't ridin' fishy
If it's up, then it's up, I'm ridin' in this big-ass truck, it's gon' be hard to miss me
We got sticks in the whip, they all legit, it's gon' be hard to stick me
I'm ridin' in the 'Cat, this not a Scat, it's gon' be hard to flick me
My D niggas catch your ass slippin' and bogart the hemi
Get two niggas to watch a hundred 'bows, they both guardin' fifty
Writer(s): Efrem Jamar Blackwell
