James Harden

Lyrics

[Intro] Oh, I got a Whole Lotta Errthang Man my name Odzo, fuck y'all talkin' 'bout? Whole Lotta Errthang man (Yeah) We ball and shoot niggas left and right like James Harden Glock, you heard that name, you know I'm poppin' nigga First I lost Lil' Lump, then I lost Melvo First I lost Lil' Lump, then I lost Melvo Whole Lotta Errthang [Verse 1] Ayy, bitch, we stove top hot, don't get stone cold dropped I ain't talking about a soda, but my young boy pop You can call me James Harden the way I shoot with this rocket Yeah, you say he fresh to death? Well, how he look in that coffin? (RIP) I'ma catch him then off him, wet his ass like a dolphin Randy Moss with that chopper, I'ma catch me a body She say I'm on that bullshit 'cause I be pimpin' like Scotty (Yeah) I ain't wifin' no thotties, nigga you so retarded (Bitch) Got a Whole Lotta Errthang, that's why these niggas hatin' (That's why they hating) They smilin' in my face, but I really know they wanna take me (Why?) I'm paper chasing, yeah, I'm racing getting to the Franklin (Go get it) I gotta give a shoutout to God, yeah he know I take it (Swear to God) But if I catch an opp it's only right if I bust him (I swear to God) Break down this gar' and that kush it be so stanky (That gas) For that bullshit, baby I ain't got no patience (No, no no, no) Why these niggas playin'? (Why?), I'm trynna get these bands (Trap, trap, trap) [Bridge] Man, whole lotta P shit on his head, man You take the L out a play and get paid You take the Harlem freak bitch man, you get a fee man If I get paid, we get paid, Google gonna make the ho sway, man If a bitch don't get right a bitch gon' get left And guess what I'ma put a ho in some head, man And stop a couple whines and make her do a double dip [Verse 2] This shit ain't swisher sweet, my bankroll on fleek (Oh yeah) Chillin' on some king shit, tell them niggas crown me (Oh yeah) No suckers around me (Oh no), they hate tryna down me But I'm still standin' tall, ten toes down on two feet Smokin' on OG (That gas), in the hood with OG James Harden with the rocket, get cooked like some ground beef (Brr, bop, bop) Man these niggas say they shooters, well, they gotta show me Pillow talkin' to the bitch, yeah, that ho done told me (Bitch) [Outro] I don't what the fuck wrong with these niggas man (I don't know, I don't know) I just know I got a Whole Lotta Errthang (That's all I know, that's all I know) Yeah, yeah Rest in Peace Lil' Lump, Melvo too Free 104Go, nigga Yeah Get cool like James Harden or some shit nigga We run it back down the street, after we done shot your ass nigga (Shot your ass)