Young Abdulleh - Hittin' Hard

Man fuck Joe Biden
Making me pay like 6 dollars for gas, fuck outta here man
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Stacking the Spotify money, I feel like Joe Rogan
Busdown Piguet on my wrist, yeah this shit is so frozen
So many veins in my dick, yeah it be like Hulk Hogan
Up on the roof getting turnt up, we drinking the potion
Bodies gonna drop, yeah I hit 'em with the chop
Bentley Bentayga in the auto body shop
Got your main bitch, yeah she gimme me so much top
Boutta put a muzzle on these triggered ass dogs
Walk into the jeweler, yeah my watch is filled with rocks
Bodies that I left behind, I clean it with a mop
Cutting people out my life, I hit 'em with the chop
Keep on pushing weight and I'm never gonna stop
Got a lease for all these fancy cars
Diamonds Eliante, hitting hard
Getting blacked out off the xanny bars
Run the routes, Davante, reach the stars
Drink the pain away to heal these scars
Look at all the cum that she swallowed
Comet club, smoking on gelato
El Dorado, fuckin' hit the lotto
Diamonds hittin' like they Rick Ricardo
I just hurt your feelings, why you acting so dramatic
Dippin', dappin', fashion, I be fuckin' Michael Jackson
VVS's, look at all my fuckin' diamonds flashing
Count a hunnid milly, yeah I'm doing mathematics
Why don't you get the jab like fuckin' Aaron Rodgers
Started out all good and then I turned into a monster
You's a fuckin' pussy nigga wanting all this drama
Never gave a fuck about you, smoking on the rasta
Jayson Tatum with the sidestep, I'm a walking bucket
Party in Moraga, chugging vodka like a Russian
You ain't really 'bout that life, you sippin' Robitussin
Baguettes on my Patek like I got a baker's dozen
Bitches give me so much brain, I'm gettin' a concussion
I'm the fucking goat and it ain't up for discussion
Bodies gonna drop, yeah I hit 'em with the chop
Bentley Bentayga in the auto body shop
Got your main bitch, yeah she gimme me so much top
Boutta put a muzzle on these triggered ass dogs
Walk into the jeweler, yeah my watch is filled with rocks
Bodies that I left behind, I clean it with a mop
Cutting people out my life, I hit 'em with the chop
Keep on pushing weight and I'm never gonna stop
Whole bunch of thots in Atlanta, they sending me snaps
Drinking the pints of the IPA straight out the tap
Tell me you run up the numbers, there's cap in your rap
Bitches so boring and tired, I'm taking a nap
Spent your net worth on my wrist, Bugatti
Stripper bitch on naughty list, make money
Tony Hawk doin' the tricks, so saucy
Biting my flow like piranhas, they copy
Pipe the bitch up, make her do oxycontin
Marco Monti got this drip in Versace
Busdown Patek got my wrist cold like hockey
Just got my pay stub, who's pocket you watching
Bodies gonna drop, yeah I hit 'em with the chop
Bentley Bentayga in the auto body shop
Got your main bitch, yeah she gimme me so much top
Boutta put a muzzle on these triggered ass dogs
Walk into the jeweler, yeah my watch is filled with rocks
Bodies that I left behind, I clean it with a mop
Cutting people out my life, I hit 'em with the chop
Keep on pushing weight and I'm never gonna stop

Written by:
Alex Habash

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