letra de hard! - omyonthebeat
(intro)
what, ayy
omy on the beat!
(chorus: lil cob)
i got the water, just like it’s fiji
j on our knees, we ain’t talkin ’bout preachy (what?)
talkin’ that sh-t but you gotta go reapy
f-ck gold diggers, motherf-cking leaches
gotta shut down, control-l delete it (ayy!)
cop up the lot we ain’t talkin’ release it
serve the plate to the b-tches
they feastin’
can you hear this deal can you believe this?
i got the water, just like it’s fiji
j on our knees, we ain’t talkin ’bout preachy (what?)
talkin’ that sh-t but you gotta go reapy
f-ck gold diggers, motherf-cking leaches
gotta shut down, control-l delete it (ayy!)
cop up the lot we ain’t talkin’ release it
serve the plate to the b-tches
they feastin’
can you hear this deal can you believe this?
(bridge: lil cob)
ayy, what?
(verse: lil cob)
hunnid rack, hunnid rack shots
heard what i said i ain’t f-ckin’ no opps
load up my load up my glock
b-tch i’m precise so it got a red dot
pullin’ up, pull up at yo block
you talkin’ that sh-t till you get yo head rocked
hearin’ the sirens, that’s the cops
sendin’ those shots so your p-ssy can rock
sendin them shots so them bodies gon’ drop (what?)
b-tch you a p-ssy this sh-t gotta stop
pull up at the store, you know i’m a cop
wipin’ the floor with the motherf-ckin’ mop
[?] kobe and shaq
turn this sh-t up and get to the rack
[?] gimme that stack
[?] b-tch never come back
b-tch i’m like dennis you know imma snap
[?] head you just gotta relax
racks and stacks gotten to the max
i got twin glocks they named cody and zack (ayy!)
(bridge: lil cob)
ayy, what?
(chorus: lil cob)
i got the water, just like it’s fiji
j on our knees, we ain’t talkin ’bout preachy (what?)
talkin’ that sh-t but you gotta go reapy
f-ck gold diggers, motherf-cking leaches
gotta shut down, control-l delete it (ayy!)
cop up the lot we ain’t talkin’ release it
serve the plate to the b-tches
they feastin’
can you hear this deal can you believe this?
i got the water, just like it’s fiji
j on our knees, we ain’t talkin ’bout preachy (what?)
talkin’ that sh-t but you gotta go reapy
f-ck gold diggers, motherf-cking leaches
gotta shut down, control-l delete it (ayy!)
cop up the lot we ain’t talkin’ release it
serve the plate to the b-tches
they feastin’
can you hear this deal can you believe this?
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