Harry Hines

Smallest mothafucka in the room, biggest gun though
Smallest mothafucka in the room, biggest gun though
Too smart for this, still keep a couple dumb hoes
Met her out on Harry Hines and took her ass to Melrose
Changed the bitch life, I was bored, I need more dough
Slice em like some bread, I'm baked, feel like Zorro
Had to steal the rental cause they banned my ass from turo
Feds know what's good, they still kicked the wrong door though
Wave to the cameras lil bitch, try n trace those
Yo, she can't leave her home, got a sore throat
Stop blowin' up her phone dawg, we bangin' trey songz
Saved your lil sister, liked the way I put my cape on
I ain't ever fucked up, and I ain't ever been wrong
Still stay tucked up, though the judge wrote me off
I ain't one for talkin', you gonn let me fuck or nah?
Five figures on deposits, CPA gonn' write em off
Mothafuckas actin hard, that's how I know the boy soft
You some baby shit, couldn't please a midget with ya baby dick
Homie on his knees, prayin' 'please don't fuck my bitch'
You just got her pregnant, I just took her ass to sacks n fifth
Bought myself a coat that could've paid my baby mama rent
You can't find this fit up in the store, this is limited
Highest mothafucka here, the weed hit like limitless
Richest mothafucka in the room at ya local gig
Only reason I even pulled up was to flex the whip
Yuh, I been broke, lemme flex a bit
The fam was good long before I bought some stupid shit
Moms dead, these days can't love a bitch
Grams gone, these days can't trust a bitch
Y'all chickens, I'm canes sauce the way I dip
Shawty trippin, how this white boy got drip?
Da said I'm bangin' cause I'm posting pics with crips
Only time I'm twisting fingers round my eye with triple 6
Yuh, 3 hoes, one ashxs, I got triple dick
Hair so long all I'm missin' is a crucifix
Walkin' on water, breakin' bread, on my Jesus shit
Caught a case and died for three days just to beat the shit
Man got damn, he started that and got beat to shit
Man I love these hoes, I could never beat a bitch
Never trust em though, keep it cocked when I meet the bitch
How you so fine, so pushy, tryna fuck the kid?
All I talk about is hoes so that's what they gonn' trick me with
All I wanna do is smoke, but they don't want none of that
Gonna have to jump me, even then I'll drop a couple mans
You can't hit the club with me if you won't drop a couple bands

Nah, for mothafuckin' real though
I'm tired of y'all broke asses
I be in there makin' if mothafuckin' rain
Y'all lookin at the mothafuckin' ground like y'all the strippers n shit
I don't fuck with that
Get some mothafuckin' dances, pay for them hoes, or get the fuck out
I got mothafuckin' valet with my whip outside, he gonna pull that hoe up
Imma skrrt skrrt real mothafuckin' quick with the baddest bitch in here
Facts

You can't find this fit up in the store, this is limited
Highest mothafucka here, the weed hit like limitless
Richest mothafucka in the room at ya local gig
Only reason I even pulled up was to flex the whip



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Writer(s): Coltyn Safford
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