Hardy
Yea you know I'm bouta start shit
So you know I had to give these niggas all a warning
I hate being in the crib, I'm tryna throw a bag in Starlets
Said when I see that she gone forever it's gone hit the hardest
My heart seems to be her target
Guess she don't gotta a clue
My mans just got indicted seen him on the morning news
Don't know if he gonna fight it or he might sit up for two
But I'm gone roll one up and light it
It's L whatever he do (Ooo)
Im feeling like a zombie (Aw)
I do not like to party (Aw)
I got tattoos on my body
Love when she ride me like a Harley
Got her tweaking off the molly
She look just like ICarly
Took one puff of the Mariah
Now she flipping like Matt Hardy
Nigga walking with that thirty (Oo)
Never get my own hands dirty
Just woke up, I think it's noon
I got so much shit to do
Got this album on the way
On my lappy' everyday
If they ask if I'm good I'm great
Cause it don't matter whatever you say
Yea you know I'm bouta start shit
So you know I had to give these niggas all a warning
I hate being in the crib, I'm tryna throw a bag in Starlets
Said when I see that she gone forever it's gone hit the hardest
My heart seems to be her target
Guess she don't gotta a clue
My mans just got indicted seen him on the morning news
Don't know if he gonna fight it or he might sit up for two
But I'm gone roll one up and light it
It's L whatever he do (Ooo)
This might go over your head
If we bet, no disrespect
But we got money to get
So what's next, I'm tryna flex
Tryna rubber the band
Ice the neck, look like a check
Don't need a hundred of friends
Just some dead presidents
I got game, I'm a pimp
fuck the fame, need some cents
I got range if you trip
Leave his brain on cement
I ain't changing for shit
I can't fake fuck with them
I'm too real for my sins
Pray to god he'll forgive (Aw)
Yea you know I'm bouta start shit
So you know I had to give these niggas all a warning
I hate being in the crib, I'm tryna throw a bag in Starlets
Said when I see that she gone forever it's gone hit the hardest
My heart seems to be her target
Guess she don't gotta a clue
My mans just got indicted seen him on the morning news
Don't know if he gonna fight it or he might sit up for two
But I'm gone roll one up and light it
It's L whatever he do (Ooo)
So you know I had to give these niggas all a warning
I hate being in the crib, I'm tryna throw a bag in Starlets
Said when I see that she gone forever it's gone hit the hardest
My heart seems to be her target
Guess she don't gotta a clue
My mans just got indicted seen him on the morning news
Don't know if he gonna fight it or he might sit up for two
But I'm gone roll one up and light it
It's L whatever he do (Ooo)
Im feeling like a zombie (Aw)
I do not like to party (Aw)
I got tattoos on my body
Love when she ride me like a Harley
Got her tweaking off the molly
She look just like ICarly
Took one puff of the Mariah
Now she flipping like Matt Hardy
Nigga walking with that thirty (Oo)
Never get my own hands dirty
Just woke up, I think it's noon
I got so much shit to do
Got this album on the way
On my lappy' everyday
If they ask if I'm good I'm great
Cause it don't matter whatever you say
Yea you know I'm bouta start shit
So you know I had to give these niggas all a warning
I hate being in the crib, I'm tryna throw a bag in Starlets
Said when I see that she gone forever it's gone hit the hardest
My heart seems to be her target
Guess she don't gotta a clue
My mans just got indicted seen him on the morning news
Don't know if he gonna fight it or he might sit up for two
But I'm gone roll one up and light it
It's L whatever he do (Ooo)
This might go over your head
If we bet, no disrespect
But we got money to get
So what's next, I'm tryna flex
Tryna rubber the band
Ice the neck, look like a check
Don't need a hundred of friends
Just some dead presidents
I got game, I'm a pimp
fuck the fame, need some cents
I got range if you trip
Leave his brain on cement
I ain't changing for shit
I can't fake fuck with them
I'm too real for my sins
Pray to god he'll forgive (Aw)
Yea you know I'm bouta start shit
So you know I had to give these niggas all a warning
I hate being in the crib, I'm tryna throw a bag in Starlets
Said when I see that she gone forever it's gone hit the hardest
My heart seems to be her target
Guess she don't gotta a clue
My mans just got indicted seen him on the morning news
Don't know if he gonna fight it or he might sit up for two
But I'm gone roll one up and light it
It's L whatever he do (Ooo)
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Writer(s): Ahlayah Springer
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