Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beck Norling
Beck Norling
Songwriter
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter
Garrison Webster
Garrison Webster
Songwriter
Thomas Herrick
Thomas Herrick
Songwriter
Thomas Lumpkins
Thomas Lumpkins
Songwriter
Edgard Herrera
Edgard Herrera
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tommy Parker
Tommy Parker
Additional Producer
Edgard Herrera
Edgard Herrera
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Mixing Engineer
Pilgrim
Pilgrim
Producer
Vendr
Vendr
Producer
TOOM
TOOM
Producer

Lyrics

They say baby been holdin' me down (ooh) When I lose control (talk to 'em) They really wanna take my soul But I got the last laugh, mm (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I got the last, I got the last, I got the last laugh, oh (ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha) I got the last, I got the last, I got the last laugh Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, oh-oh You thought that shit was gon' work? (Work) You thought that shit was gon' work? (Work, bitch) I got this shit straight out the mud (mud) I got this shit straight out the dirt (dirt) Lil' shawty can't help but to twerk (twerk, oh) Lil' shawty can't help but to twerk (throw it back, throw it) Oh-oh (go ahead, go ah-) I got a, I got the, I got the, I got the last laugh Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha (say it again) I got a, I got the, I got the, I got the la- You thought that shit was gon' work? You thought that shit was gon' work? I got this shit straight out the mud I got this shit straight out the dirt Lil' shawty can't help but to twerk (oh) Lil' shawty can't help but to twerk (oh) Maybach the Benz, I dropped on the cash, I call up Penelope (oh-oh) Kissin' that molly and ridin' that Harley and poppin' that ecstasy (oh) Tourin' the world, I come to your city, I know that you lovin' me (oh-oh) I know I can't take back all of the things that I said out of jealousy (no, no) Are we spare tires? Are we spare tires? You never been kin to me (no, no) But I fall right back in that pussy, girl, you my drug, my ketamine (whoa, whoa) When I'm out with the gang, I roll out my Glock and I bust in the air for the love You hittin' me all in the club, you hittin' me all in the club, oh But I'm going Hardstone Psycho tonight (Last laugh now) (Oh-oh-oh, yeah) oh-oh-oh I got the last, I got the last, I got the last laugh (ha-ha-ha, oh, yeah) I got the last, I got the last, I got the last laugh Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, oh I got, I got the, I got the, I got the last laugh You thought that shit was gon' work? You thought that shit was gon' work? I got this shit straight out the mud I got this shit straight out the dirt Lil' shawty can't help but to swerve Lil' shawty can't help but to swerve, oh And I know I know your heart, I know your heart And I Yes, I know your heart, I've known it's real Take some time to walk away And I wish you well, wish you well, girl Free around the world, oh
Writer(s): Garrison Webster, Toliver Caleb, Thomas Westly Lumpkins, Beck Norling, Thomas Herrick, Edgard Noel Herrera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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