Goin Harder

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[Intro] (Jxckk just want a drink) SBDSM shit, you know, Dee back in the buildin' They can't fuck with us Ayy [Verse] Achieved another goal, scratchin' off the list I ain't never trippin' 'bout a bitch, just get another bitch (Ayy, ayy, another bitch) Like come here, let me show you how to catch a fish When you got some motion, kinda hard to keep 'em off your dick (No cap) She want her some ice, I told her play her role, we go to Hutch You are not a killer, got that gun and you ain't even bust They cannot fuck with me, told my haters they can eat my dust Know they sick I left 'em in the past while I was in a rush Dressin' just like salad, buffies on me white just like Carly Shay Callin' plays like Madden, I love money, that could be my bae Fuck that bitch, I had it, it was average, I wouldn't even pay Seen him out in traffic, it was tragic but it made my day Damn, hit him in his top How many niggas you balled on? Shit, a lot Sick and tired of the dick suckin', please stop I'm forever grindin', they can never say I flopped (They can't) Watch this It's forever fuck niggas, 'cause these niggas fuck niggas Speakin' on my name, niggas gay like they fuck niggas Found out your bitch out here fuckin', don't it suck, nigga? Finally seen my opp out in public, like, "What's up, nigga?" Plays I've been makin', lately I can't even [?] If you think that I'm a ho, I'ma pop you like a bubble All you do is shoot his bricks, might just start to call you Russell I remember when I had more pieces than a fuckin' puzzle That was 2017, tell the feds I fully rap On the 'Gram, she bad and mean, see her out, it's truly cap For the money, I'm a fiend, need it, where the fuck is that? Pop your ass like a bean, your jumper wack as fuck like Shaq Always got my iron, man I can't go out him If it's evers, fuck, my shooters pull up like it's open gym Youngest nigga ballin', need the MVP like Derrick Rose Told my shooter if he do his job then we gon' get him froze At the boss level, she can't ho you when you get to there Aimin' for a hat, man, ain't nobody shootin' in the air Aimin' for the top and it ain't long until I make it there Only think I'm worried 'bout on my head is just my fuckin' hair Can't go nowhere without my stick, I feel like I'm Harry Potter Bitch leave me, she better forget all the shit I taught her She thought that she was off the hook, she couldn't believe I caught her (Where you goin'?) Every time I see a nigga hate, I think 'bout goin' harder [Outro] Ayy, I think 'bout goin'— Every time I see a nigga hate, I think 'bout goin' harder Got that stick on me, feel like Harry Potter Yeah, she better forget all the shit I taught her
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- TrDee