Last Laugh (ft. Lil Flash)

(Pack!) Packrunnin' and I'm geekin' off a flat
I'm off the Xans, I'm smokin' gas
Me and Flash took your work and we just laugh
I took a pill—
Get the last laugh
LanLord in the building!
Take 'em down, we got the bags, ooh

Just chop up and we trap all day, chop up and we trap all day
Chop up and we trap all day, chop up and we trap all day
I pull up foreign, I don't need no valet
We cuttin' up out west, I need a band-aid
I'm on a roll, I'm on a flat
I'm off a O, so I'm 'bout to spas
Walk out the bank, I'ma get the last laugh
I was broke like year, but I'm not talkin' 'bout a cast

Took the nine, .07, we can't be no off the Xans
Feel like yesterday we was boolin' off the Xans on half
We was tweakin', we was geekin', we was off them fuckin' flats
Gotta treat 'em like a tree, told that motherfucker branch
I think I was at a weddin', took his thot, she wanna dance
I can't see no haters, I can't get nobody, I'm fuckin' glanced
I swear I'm mad as fuck, I'm on a riot, on a rant
And if you want some beef, I got a farm, I got a ranch
Hit a lick, I'll never give it back
I need a Xan', I'm steady thinkin' 'bout the past
Damn, I pour a four in my Lipton, I might hit the babysitter
I might hit his old sister, chop on they fuckin' sisters

Just chop up and we trap all day, chop up and we trap all day
Chop up and we trap all day, chop up and we trap all day
I pull up foreign, I don't need no valet
We cuttin' up out west, I need a band-aid
I'm on a roll, I'm on a flat
I'm off a O, so I'm 'bout to spas
Walk out the bank, I'ma get the last laugh
I was broke like year, but I'm not talkin' 'bout a cast

Layin' low and you know I'm chasin' bags
Packrunnin' and I'm geekin' off a flat
I'm off the Xans, I'm smokin' gas
Me and Flash took your work and we just laughed
I took your pack, I gotta blast
I'm 'bout to tee up, take a trip off to the past
Bad bitch, I put Balmains on her ass
Margiela, Rick Owens in the back
I'm mixin' chemicals, I'm up in the lab
My pockets fat, they eat cash

Just chop up and we trap all day, chop up and we trap all day
Chop up and we trap all day, chop up and we trap all day
I pull up foreign, I don't need no valet
We cuttin' up out west, I need a band-aid
I'm on a roll, I'm on a flat
I'm off a O, so I'm 'bout to spas
Walk out the bank, I'ma get the last laugh
I was broke like year, but I'm not talkin' 'bout a cast

Took the nine, .07, we can't be no off the Xans
Feel like yesterday we was boolin' off the Xans on half
We was tweakin', we was geekin', we was off them fuckin' flats
Gotta treat 'em like a tree, pull that motherfucker branch
I think I was at a wedding, took his thot, she wanna dance
I can't see no haters, I can't get nobody, I'm fuckin' glanced
I swear I'm mad as fuck, I'm on a riot, on a rant
And if you want some beef, I got a farm, I got a ranch



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Writer(s): Gavin Huff, Weiland
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