album cover
jeff hardy
album cover
jeff hardy was released on August 28, 2026 by Connekt Records as a part of the album LIVING MY DESIRES
August 28, 2026
LabelConnekt Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM79
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

(Damn)
(Damn)
Just spent a bag on a coat
I cannot hang with you **** you broke
I got the switch, got the laser, the scope
Feel like Jeff Hardy, I jump off the rope
Got too many pesos, can't fit in my jeans
Hop in the widebody, leaving the scene
She stay on my body, she act like a fein
Bought a crib for my mama, treat her like a queen
Damn
Five Percent tint on my coupe
I ride around the city with the troops
I ride around the city with the group
I'm with connekt, my **** bouta shoot
And I'm just better, I don't needa brag
Can't let another **** hold my hand
Too many hundreds, broke the rubber band
I got designer, you see by the tag
I peep the knowledge, yea, I want the dome
I got designer the vest, yea, it's Chrome
I got designer, YSL cologne
I got designer, YSL the comb
Walk in the club and I got these ho's jumping
Too many hundreds, my fingers keep thumbing
Playing my music, got the speakers bumping
Feel like Jeff Hardy, turned nothing to something
I got the world in my hands, yea I'm saintlike
I got the money dancing just like Mike
I bought the Louis, bought her what she like
I got the Vetements, that's what I like
Damn
Vetements, know that I'm right
Too many hoes, gotta stay outta sight
You sippin on lean and I'm sippin on sprite
I might make another hundred by tonight
(Vetements, know that I'm right)
(Too many hoes, gotta stay outta sight)
(You sippin on lean and I'm sippin on sprite)
(I might make another hundred by tonight)
(Damn)
(Damn)
Just spent a bag on a coat
I cannot hang with you **** you broke
I got the switch, got the laser, the scope
Feel like Jeff Hardy, I jump off the rope
Got too many pesos, can't fit in my jeans
Hop in the widebody, leaving the scene
She stay on my body, she act like a fein
Bought a crib for my mama, treat her like a queen
Damn
Five Percent tint on my coupe
I ride around the city with the troops
I ride around the city with the group
I'm with connekt, my **** bouta shoot
And I'm just better, I don't needa brag
Can't let another **** hold my hand
Too many hundreds, broke the rubber band
I got designer, you see by the tag
I peep the knowledge, yea, I want the dome
I got designer the vest, yea, it's Chrome
I got designer, YSL cologne
I got designer, YSL the comb
Walk in the club and I got these ho's jumping
Too many hundreds, my fingers keep thumbing
Playing my music, got the speakers bumping
Feel like Jeff Hardy, turned nothing to something
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