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Your bitch told me that I'm the hardest (I'm the hardest, nigga, ayy, ayy) Bitch told me that I'm the hardest (I'm the hardest) 1K long sleeve tee, Chrome-Hearted (Chrome-Hearted) Finna paint her face like a nigga is a artist Front flip in the pussy like a nigga Jeff Hardy What, you think a nigga broke? We ain't sippin' no Bacardi What, you think a nigga lackin'? We got pistols in the party 11K, what I pay just to bust down the Carti's All the hoes call me Daddy like an episode of Martin I want all the smoke like a nigga Bob Marley She gon' hop up on the dick, and then she ride it like a Harley I be with gorillas like I live in a Safari I don't play no games, what I look like, I'm Atari? Do I look like a Nintendo? Nigga, keep extendos Hoppin' out of busses, we ain't shooting out no windows Drop it down and bust it, baby, pop it like a pimple Pull it out and bust it and I put it on her dimples Ayy, pretty-faced bitch, let a street nigga bust I wanna hit it from the back, pull the tracks, gettin' rough on it Fuck her more than once, but a nigga never cuff And her head so good that a nigga put the buffs on it, ayy Bitch told me that I'm the hardest (I'm the hardest) 1K long sleeve tee, Chrome-Hearted (Chrome-Hearted) Finna paint her face like a nigga is a artist Front flip in the pussy like a nigga Jeff Hardy What, you think a nigga broke? We ain't sippin' no Bacardi What, you think a nigga lackin'? We got pistols in the party 11K, what I pay just to bust down the Carti's All the hoes call me Daddy like an episode of Martin Two fingers in the air like a nigga Jeff Hardy (hah, hah) Shootin' up shots, had to clear out the party (bah) Ahead of my class, I ain't never been tardy (nope) Autograph the pussy and it's not with a sharpie (nope) Nigga, I'm a shark out the water and I'm hunting (bah) I been fucking hoes way back since Top-Ramen Lil' bitch, she ain't nothing She a runner, I don't want it I'ma slide on her friend in the black six-hundred I'ma fuck, then I'm busting and back to the money I need my respect and my jet on the runway Bitch, run me my flowers and pay me in hundreds House always sunny, she suck me like slushie (bitch) Bitch, I'm coming, don't gag, nose runnin' (runnin') Top floor suite, tell 'em, "Meet me at the London" (London) Broke as a joke and you niggas so funny (funny) Me and OhGeesy make it rain 'til it thunder (bitch) Bitch told me that I'm the hardest (I'm the hardest) 1K long sleeve tee, Chrome-Hearted (Chrome-Hearted) Finna paint her face like a nigga is a artist Front flip in the pussy like a nigga Jeff Hardy What, you think a nigga broke? We ain't sippin' no Bacardi What, you think a nigga lackin'? We got pistols in the party 11K, what I pay just to bust down the Carti's All the hoes call me Daddy like an episode of Martin
Writer(s): Alejandro Carranza, Michael Ray Nguyen Stevenson, Leo Lavender, Sebastian Karas, Marcion Gill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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