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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hardrock
Hardrock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hardrock
Hardrock
Songwriter
ReidMD
ReidMD
Songwriter
Zodiac
Zodiac
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ReidMD
ReidMD
Producer
Zodiac
Zodiac
Producer

Songtexte

I told twin we gotta go crazy with this shit Man fuck that shit nigga Look at this goddamn chain Give a fuck you know what I'm saying Big ballin' and all Ya dig? Ya dig? They know the name when I walk in the bank (That's Hardrock) Choppa get to bussin, buss at yo face He tried to stop sipping drank but he can't They want me to slow up now but I just can't But I just can't I just can't I just can't I just can't wife up these bitches and wife all these thots I just can't fuck with these niggas, they bots I just can't stop this shit, can not It's like the streets wait on you to drop I got the act bitch, I got that drop I'm finna pull up and let it pop She buss it down, make that pussy pop Oh no I won't be defeated Nah Jump on the block and I beat it (Yuh) Jump on the block and I get it (Yuh) Told that bitch no beat it (Yeah) Everybody cold I left 'em deceased Balenciaga runners on the feet Book for me for that shit I fill out the seats Back-to-back dubs, I ain't seeing defeat Back-to-back dubs, I ain't seeing defeat She tryna let me know she a freak Bitch I'm cold as fuck, no degrees Go to the spot and dish out them keys That boy a rat we gone bait em with cheese Dip off on these niggas go overseas Push this big body and hand out them G's Push this big body and hand out them G's They know the name when I walk in the bank (that's Hardrock) Choppa get to bussin, buss at yo face He tried to stop sipping drank but he can't They want me to slow up now but I just can't But I just can't I just can't I just can't I just can't wife up these bitches and wife all these thots I just can't fuck with these niggas, they bots I just can't stop this shit, can not It's like the streets wait on you to drop I got the act bitch, I got that drop I'm finna pull up and let it pop She buss it down, make that pussy pop Oh no I won't be defeated Nah Jump on the block and I beat it (Yuh) Jump on the block and I get it (Yuh) Told that bitch no beat it (Yeah) Everybody cold I left 'em deceased Balenciaga runners on the feet Book for me for that shit I fill out the seats Back-to-back dubs, I ain't seeing defeat Back-to-back dubs, I ain't seeing defeat She tryna let me know she a freak Bitch I'm cold as fuck, no degrees Go to the spot and dish out them keys That boy a rat we gone bait em with cheese Dip off on these niggas go overseas Push this big body and hand out them G's Push this big body and hand out them G's
Writer(s): Hard Rock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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