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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nappy Roots
Nappy Roots
Performer
Blanco Brown
Blanco Brown
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blake German
Blake German
Songwriter
Emi Meyer
Emi Meyer
Songwriter
Melvin Adams
Melvin Adams
Songwriter
Brian Scott
Brian Scott
Songwriter
William Hughes
William Hughes
Songwriter
Bennie Amey III
Bennie Amey III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emi Meyer
Emi Meyer
Producer
808 Blake
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Comin' down, kickin' up dust on a dirt road
Red clay keep scuffin' up my shell toes
Catch me leanin' out the window with my elbows
Last call, it's the end of the night, y'all
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Hell naw
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Hell naw
Last call, it's the end of the night song
[Verse 1]
Uh, hit the flea, get a fit
Get some tree, plus a fifth
Early morning Planet Fit, gettin' lit
Might hit Wish, get some kicks
Plus Lil' Mama get her twists
Country boy, country shit
Bunch of weed, bunch of sticks
I'm okay, not on edge
I'm okay, I'm not dead
I won't quit, but I'm ahead
Country clean, call it Pledge
Wipe me down, no more red
Call an Uber, not an ex
Get me black, four door lac
Windows crack, and I'm out
[Chorus]
Comin' down, kickin' up dust on a dirt road
Red clay keep scuffin' up my shell toes
Catch me leanin' out the window with my elbows
Last call, it's the end of the night, y'all
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Hell naw
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Hell naw
Last call, it's the end of the night song
[Verse 2]
You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell outta here
We done made it this far, it's been a hell of a year
And I know you wanna party for the ones that ain't here
But we done kicked the last keg, we 'bout to run out of beer
Doors lock at four o'clock, and it's 3:58
Go get that number from that woman 'fore it gets too late
Hell, I hope ya had fun, I hope you get home safe
And if ya shell toes muddy, buddy get you some snakes
[Chorus]
Comin' down, kickin' up dust on a dirt road
Red clay keep scuffin' up my shell toes
Catch me leanin' out the window with my elbows
Last call, it's the end of the night, y'all
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Hell naw
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Hell naw
Last call, it's the end of the night song
[Verse 3]
It's been a long day, but been a longer night
You ain't gotta worry 'bout me, I'ma be aight
Plus my team is straight, I know we on ya mind
It's just your subconscious workin' in overtime
I want mine when I retire, all combined
Living life to the fullest, no, I'm not confined
Can't paint us in a corner, we ain't dropping dimes
Find me on the block, Nelson and Northside
Tip your bartenders, settle up your tab
Call a Uber, get a Lyft, call a cab
I don't care, call ya dad, get ya main
Like it's nothing to it, how we live, we can't explain
[Bridge]
Last call
Hell naw
Last call
Hell naw
Last call
Hell naw
Last call, it's the end of the night, y'all
[Chorus]
Comin' down, kickin' up dust on a dirt road
Red clay keep scuffin' up my shell toes
Catch me leanin' out the window with my elbows
Last call, it's the end of the night, y'all
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Hell naw
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Last call, everybody hollerin', "Hell naw"
Hell naw
Last call, it's the end of the night song
[Outro]
Last call, make sure you tip the bartender
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Last call, yeah, let's have fun to the last song
Tip the bartender till the lights come on
Till the lights come on
Last call
Written by: Bennie Amey III, Blake German, Brian Scott, Emi Meyer, Melvin Adams, William Hughes
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