LAST LAUGH! lyrics

(Shneaky wit it)

(Intro, CAIRO!)
Before Corona I was livin like a loner
Now I got a f*ckin dime piece I can call up when I wanna
I've been gettin better imma tell em if they don't know
Everybody who was doubtin all the sudden turned to goners

(Hook, CAIRO!)
I've runnin up these bags, b*tches gettin mad now I hear them talkin that b*tch ass trash
I've been runnin laps, left em in the past I don't hear no talkin cuz y'all down bad
Hahaha b*tch I knew I'd get the last laugh on these n*ggas, sorry I ain't sorry goin bad bad on these n*ggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these b*tches so I'm f*ckin skeetin rat-ta-tat-tat on these b*tches

(Verse 1, CAIRO!)
Goddamn lately I do what I wanna, c*m right in her face like that ain't somebody daughter
Since a kid man I knew I'd be a baller, with a couple hoes that I have to keep in order
Bounce that ass like a chevy impala 1967 baby girl go shake ya blessins right
Got your ex out her preein like a stalker colt 1911 it gon send that boiii to heaven no problem
pus*y why you talkin bout me
Hold that f*ckin talk boiii we gon meet in the streets uh huh
You ain't never been in no beef
Probably f*ckin why that he don't carry no heat uh huh

(Hook, CAIRO!)
I've runnin up these bags, b*tches gettin mad now I hear them talkin that b*tch ass trash
I've been runnin laps, left em in the past I don't hear no talkin cuz y'all down bad
Hahaha b*tch I knew I'd get the last laugh on these n*ggas, sorry I ain't sorry goin bad bad on these n*ggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these b*tches so I'm f*ckin skeetin rat-ta-tat-tat on these b*tches
(Verse 2, Kuma the Third)
f*ck all the waiting
sh*t entertaining
Sucka wanna leave me but I paved my way
Finna dance on your grave
When they chanting my name
I’m sorry not sorry but you playing my game
Screen time causing downtime
You be hella lucky to be ready in the morning
Finna need a pit stop
Ready when this sh*t drop
Cuz you down bad when the cameras start rolling
f*ck all the waiting
sh*t entertaining
Sucka wanna leave me but I paved my way
Finna dance on your grave
When they chanting my name
I’m sorry not sorry but you playing my game
Cuz you bad
And you getting mad
f*ck you and your face
Lil snitch I’ll pass
I be loading mags
Putting on a mask
Sorry not sorry but I got the last laugh
(Hook, CAIRO!)
I've runnin up these bags, b*tches gettin mad now I hear them talkin that b*tch ass trash
I've been runnin laps, left em in the past I don't hear no talkin cuz y'all down bad
Hahaha b*tch I knew I'd get the last laugh on these n*ggas, sorry I ain't sorry goin bad bad on these n*ggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these b*tches so I'm f*ckin skeetin rat-ta-tat-tat on these b*tches