Hardees Diss Track (f**k 'em)

Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, hold up hold up

Wake up working at 4 AM
Fuck a biscuit bitch I hate them
Fuck a job fuck a wage fuck a ugly ass hoe
Fuck a treat I'm a dog and this track is my bone
Like bitch
I ain't giving two fucks
Had to suck your boss dick just to get a move up
Place is where you serve food but it smell like a sewer
And even if you do good yo money ain't moving

Minimum wage maxing my rage
Y'all bitches acting like you be on a stage
Time till I'm off I be counting the days
This shit isn't worth what I make, ugh
If i go to a different place
Will it all gon be the fucking same
Either way imma need me the space
This shit isn't worth what I make, that's why i say

Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em

Wanna be my star pal
She like nah put a note up on the wall now
Dild don't give a fuck what you wan do
I be stepping out the bitch like a one two
Bitch I'm the pharaoh the king of this rap shit
When I'm done all opponents in caskets
I be stacking dough until I'm mad rich
Money making maneuver my passion

On a different mode on a different wave
Ever since I left I been here to stay
I been going fast I'm never late
Less I'm tryna be but I'm on the way
Minimum wage maxing my rage
Y'all bitches acting like you be on a stage
Time till I'm off I be counting the days
This shit isn't worth what I make, ugh

Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Fuck Hardees
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em
Ay, Yeah fuck 'em

Fuck that place



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Writer(s): Dylan Hutchins
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