Go Hard (La.La.La)

Hey bitch, what's up?
You know I'd- I'd really like to do that
But I don't have any fucking money
Like, l-like, I don't have any fucking money

Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your stepfather's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of our lungs like "La la la"
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Hey bitch, I see you working at the mall
At Forever 21, selling tanks and shawls
You wanna quit your job?
You need a place to go?
G-g-g-girl, you run your own show
But don't be on some ho shit

Bounce with something cute on
I kiss into a fog zone
I be really off, and searching for some water though
What it do, let it go, and go hard
Lemme see you do it, go hard, like real hard

Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your stepfather's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of our lungs like "La la la"
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

(Do, do, do) Do it like, do it like, do it like
Lemme see you go hard, go hard, go hard

G-g-g-girl, you need that new
B-b-bottles on chill
I got gold chain flu
L-little lady on my side, show me how you ride out
Be a good one and I'll take you to my hideout
Pretty little bitch, dripping like some water though
I be on that strong
And coming for that lo-lo
What I did, let her go, she's back now
She went real hard, until she threw her back out

Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your stepfather's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of our lungs like "La la la"
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Silly girl, take your jacket off
Get off the floor
Go hard, go hard
G-go hard, go hard, go hard
(Damn!)

Do it like, do it like, do it like
Do-do-do-do-do like, do it like, do it like
Lemme see you go hard, go hard, go hard
G-go hard, go hard

Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your stepfather's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of our lungs like "La la la"
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
Xxx
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

(Do-do-do) Do it like, do it like, do it like
Do-do-do-do like, do it like, do it like
Lemme see you go hard, go hard, go hard
G-go hard, go hard, go hard
(Do it, do it, do it)
Do it right, do it right
Lemme see you go hard, go hard, hard, hard
Go hard, go hard, go hard



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Buendia, Natassia Zolot, Michael Mchenry, Moritz Friedrich, Jonas Jeberg, Alexander Ridha, Jean Kouame
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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