Hardest In Da K
He a keyboard thug so I pulled up wit a a and a k
They won't say It but they know I'm the hardest In the k
I'm twenty-three but I'm getting money like I'm twenty-eight
I had a thirty-two but I hit em wit a thirty-eight
I put a thot on a opp and he fell for the bait
He ain't even see us coming took em out like a date
Ion do the handouts get the fuck out my face
You better get ya own meal cause I ain't sharing my plate
Nigga come and get ya hoe she keep blowing my phone
Had to kick her ass out cause she ain't come In no thongs
I can never keep a bitch cause I be doing em wrong
I treat these hoes like a curb cause that's where they belong
Boy they kall these bitches choppas cause they sound like helicopters
But you wouldn't even know cause yo ass ain't never popped one
They be scared when they slide man them boys ain't trynna drop none
Why you asking for the price and you ain even trynna cop none
That's the shit that make me think you niggas trynna rob
He was plotting so I smoked em shoulda got a job
So many bands man they think a nigga doing fraud
I got twenty In my pants next to the rod
Walk up in this trap I dare you try and touch sum
Lil bro itching bitch he trynna buss sum
Can't see these fuck niggas bitch I got my buffs on
Nigga reach for my neck and get bucked on
Hit a nigga up with this big drako
Choppa shells get to flying makem lay low
We don't smoke opps we pour em up In Faygo's
Think It's a game lil boy this ain't Halo
At All Boy (Haha)
They won't say It but they know I'm the hardest In the k
I'm twenty-three but I'm getting money like I'm twenty-eight
I had a thirty-two but I hit em wit a thirty-eight
I put a thot on a opp and he fell for the bait
He ain't even see us coming took em out like a date
Ion do the handouts get the fuck out my face
You better get ya own meal cause I ain't sharing my plate
Nigga come and get ya hoe she keep blowing my phone
Had to kick her ass out cause she ain't come In no thongs
I can never keep a bitch cause I be doing em wrong
I treat these hoes like a curb cause that's where they belong
Boy they kall these bitches choppas cause they sound like helicopters
But you wouldn't even know cause yo ass ain't never popped one
They be scared when they slide man them boys ain't trynna drop none
Why you asking for the price and you ain even trynna cop none
That's the shit that make me think you niggas trynna rob
He was plotting so I smoked em shoulda got a job
So many bands man they think a nigga doing fraud
I got twenty In my pants next to the rod
Walk up in this trap I dare you try and touch sum
Lil bro itching bitch he trynna buss sum
Can't see these fuck niggas bitch I got my buffs on
Nigga reach for my neck and get bucked on
Hit a nigga up with this big drako
Choppa shells get to flying makem lay low
We don't smoke opps we pour em up In Faygo's
Think It's a game lil boy this ain't Halo
At All Boy (Haha)
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Writer(s): Keshawn Spencer
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