H.A.R.D Freestyle 2022
Uh
Somethings you jus gotta say
Just gotta let it out
It's like therapy
Uh
The day go fast
The nights are longer
Gelato Sky walker for insomnia
I'm like Rodney you plonkah
We still do deals get wonga
Uh
Fat zoot
Big strap
Under Amour tracksuit
Chilling in the ends with some black youts
And my white mates
Remember when I was holding racks on MySpace
Frank Sinatra did it my way
Back in my day
It was still Instant Grams
110 on the high way
We play for high stakes
Cut a nigga like a high fade
I got work like by bae
Before I leave
She makes my day
What can I say
Uh
Call me Abraham
The way I made Dem man
Made them
Gave the grands
Made them bands
And made them bang
Damn
Put man on a country ban
No you can't be gang
On the corner shop open like I came from Pakistan
Exchange hand to hands
Tool on my waist like a handy
It's like Walter White in a camper van
I whip the white and I slang these grams
It's murder scenes
Tarantino
Tell that girl get the scales
Balance kilos
Gi
Giovanni Valentino's
She don't ask any questions but she knows
Chicken wings for my cheap hoes
Chanel 2 point 5 5 for my down bitch
Uh
Bread in the counter but we ain't making a sandwich
She on my wave
FM she on my bandwidth
There my gang
Who I bang with
Uh
Baby I can be your sponsor
She'll get the Wagyu
Baby I'll get the lobster
The irony a good girl with a mobster
You can see the Gangster in posture
That's gonna cost yah
Your favourite rapper deserves an Oscar
Have a round of shots no vodka
Free pro he was shooting at a cop car
Somethings you jus gotta say
Just gotta let it out
It's like therapy
Uh
The day go fast
The nights are longer
Gelato Sky walker for insomnia
I'm like Rodney you plonkah
We still do deals get wonga
Uh
Fat zoot
Big strap
Under Amour tracksuit
Chilling in the ends with some black youts
And my white mates
Remember when I was holding racks on MySpace
Frank Sinatra did it my way
Back in my day
It was still Instant Grams
110 on the high way
We play for high stakes
Cut a nigga like a high fade
I got work like by bae
Before I leave
She makes my day
What can I say
Uh
Call me Abraham
The way I made Dem man
Made them
Gave the grands
Made them bands
And made them bang
Damn
Put man on a country ban
No you can't be gang
On the corner shop open like I came from Pakistan
Exchange hand to hands
Tool on my waist like a handy
It's like Walter White in a camper van
I whip the white and I slang these grams
It's murder scenes
Tarantino
Tell that girl get the scales
Balance kilos
Gi
Giovanni Valentino's
She don't ask any questions but she knows
Chicken wings for my cheap hoes
Chanel 2 point 5 5 for my down bitch
Uh
Bread in the counter but we ain't making a sandwich
She on my wave
FM she on my bandwidth
There my gang
Who I bang with
Uh
Baby I can be your sponsor
She'll get the Wagyu
Baby I'll get the lobster
The irony a good girl with a mobster
You can see the Gangster in posture
That's gonna cost yah
Your favourite rapper deserves an Oscar
Have a round of shots no vodka
Free pro he was shooting at a cop car
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Writer(s): Steffan Gordon
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