Hardbody Lyrics

Yea

Off rip i ain't never been no fake nigga

Yo bitch kind'ov like 12 the way she chase niggas

All this money in my pockets make my weight different

(WE LOVE HBR)

Fuck

It's kind'ov funny when you poppin' it's like the hate different

Then seen some niggas turn to snakes for some lil chicken

Some advice, keep going nigga stay winning

Lost 2 grannies in the same year had to shed some tears

But it's cool though you kno, still hardbody

Young nigga told myself ima be somebody

Got it all by myself I don't owe nobody

Ask about him in them streets ain't no hoe bout em

Gave my nigga 10 in the feds took the hope out em

If you getting to a bag ima fuck with you

Put my niggas on some green like some luck with you

Tuh, better have that thang tucked with you

But if a nigga gotta scrap iah' buck with you

Yea

Lil baby let me talk too you

She told me like "you make me wet when I talk too you"

Huh

I'm in savage mode

Real nigga, cut different I ain't yo average joe

And best believe it ain't no nigga or no bitch that can break me

Number 1 like I'm Tracy

Knock em' out like a baby

All hollows in this three eighty

What my motto is "fuck you & nigga pay me"

Survived all by my lonely how the fuck you save me

Ian' getting to the bag nigga you sound crazy

Yea something like a mental patient

Got her squirting off the tip barely penetration

That's a lil light demo, demonstration

With a thick foreign bitch stuck in immigration

Yeaaa real nigga, hardbody

He got it tatted on his face get it carved out em

Doggy softer than a pillow nothing hard bout em

Got some shells that a flip a nigga car probably

If you a fuck nigga, then it's bad for you

I know ain't been getting no money shid I'm mad for you

Young nigga duffle bag full of blue cheese

Yea them prices going up nigga new fees

Foreign cars pulling up nigga new keys

Drop back hit a nigga, Drew Brees

Nobody banging with yo shit you need some new streams

The battery died on the blicky I need a new beam

Everything I do, nigga it's light work

Pops let me bust the fucking chop had a light jerk

And all my diamonds hitting hard like a chandelier

I don't even need no shooter nigga hand it here

Yea, I might have to blow a nigga

I might have to fuck around & just show a nigga

And I ain't doing no business if I don't know a nigga

Even if I know a nigga, that say he know a nigga

Fuck it, call me paranoid

I be gettin in her brain like a opioid

Every time around Christmas we ain't open toys

We was starving like Marvin like we unemployed

I looked up, everything good na'

I'm just trying to move my family from the hood na

I can sit back, relax, spark a wood na'

And them same hating niggas now they bow down

Nigga

And them same hating niggas now they bow down

Yop

Before you think about reaching better calm down