Harm TN - How We Rock

HARM On The Track, Yeah
(TN)
I cannot fuck with these hoes
I get that money, I do it fasho
Yeah, I need like 50 for a show
Yeah, you know that we ready on go
Yeah, cop audemars, the rose gold
Now I'm a rapper but trap on the low
Yeah, your shawty, she givin' me throat
Yeah, couch white, she in love with that blow, yeah
I cannot fuck with these hoes
I get that money, I do it fasho
Yeah, I need like 50 for a show
Yeah, you know that we ready on go
Yeah, cop audemars, the rose gold
Now I'm a rapper but trap on the low
Yeah, your shawty, she givin' me throat
Yeah, couch white, she in love with that blow, yeah
You know i'll put you in your feelings
Ain't no feelings, turned me to a demon
I don't feel nun when they leave so don't need em
I don't feel nun when they leave so don't need em
I pour a 4 in a litre
Better be talkin' money for a feature
Yeah, I done been through some shit I can't speak of
Yeah, fuck a bitch and then leave her, don't need her
On my waist I keep my heater
Yeah, always put trust in my nina
Yeah, he ain't on shit, he a tweeter
Fuckin' his bitch, he ain't know she a cheater, yeah
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock, yeah
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we ro-o-ock
You know how we rock
I cannot fuck with these hoes
I get that money, I do it fasho
Yeah, I need like 50 for a show
Yeah, you know that we ready on go
Yeah, cop audemars, the rose gold
Now I'm a rapper but trap on the low
Yeah, your shawty, she givin' me throat
Yeah, couch white, she in love with that blow, yeah
I cannot fuck with these hoes
I get that money, I do it fasho
Yeah, I need like 50 for a show
Yeah, you know that we ready on go
Yeah, cop audemars, the rose gold
Now I'm a rapper but trap on the low
Yeah, your shawty, she givin' me throat
Yeah, couch white, she in love with that blow, yeah
Can't fuck with none of y'all, nah, y'all lame
I'm just coolin' in another lane
If y'all don't know me, well, TN's the name
Imma make it to the top of the game
Everything different, it don't feel the same
But one thing I know is that bitches is fake
So goofies and bitches got something in common
I guess that means that the two can relate
Show up when I need to, I never come late
Told family don't worry, I'll pour you a plate
Don't worry foenem, I'll make sure you straight
Imma make sure that you good and you ate
Up on my shoulders, I carry a weight
I wish we could go back to the old days
Please do not bother me, please go away
You pushin' on me shawty, you gotta wait
Uh
Uh-Uh-Uh
Yeah
Uh-Uh-Uh
Yeah
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock, yeah
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we rock
You know how we ro-o-ock
You know how we rock
I cannot fuck with these hoes
I get that money, I do it fasho
Yeah, I need like 50 for a show
Yeah, you know that we ready on go
Yeah, cop audemars, the rose gold
Now I'm a rapper but trap on the low
Yeah, your shawty, she givin' me throat
Yeah, couch white, she in love with that blow, yeah
I cannot fuck with these hoes
I get that money, I do it fasho
Yeah, I need like 50 for a show
Yeah, you know that we ready on go
Yeah, cop audemars, the rose gold
Now I'm a rapper but trap on the low
Yeah, your shawty, she givin' me throat
Yeah, couch white, she in love with that blow, yeah

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