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hurry up & buy - hardo lyrics

[intro]
christo
man, almost that sh*t i said, don’t let me do that sh*t again
trap
real trap n*gga comin’ through your speakers, you hear me

[verse 1: hardo]
it’s ’bout money, n*gga, say less
choppers that spray vest, k!llers that stay fresh
my shoes from saks fifth, them bricks, i pay less
my hoes got access, i’m from those spots, where’s bro action
break work infractions, i gotta get it, no relaxin’
listen, i get it details, got pills, no d12
i send the gs mail, some hit the e*mail, got coke on presale
wait seen the plug at, i stretch the female, then sell for retail
a n*gga really got them truckloads, ain’t got no cls
but got a cls, yes, but got them vvs, yes (that’s right)
but h*ll no, i ain’t impressed
i just like the baguettes, i just like the ralex
i just like to upset all these n*ggas that’s hatin’
drive by on their set
i count with calluses, i’m sick, dialysis
ain’t with the coward sh*t, i got the fowlers, b*tch
i get a flower, sh*t
i’m havin’ power trips, i’m up like towers, b*tch
my drip need towels for this
i put in miles for this, the beat got cows for this
that’s all from [?] sh*t, on bad money n*ggas
i guess they counterfeit, listen
i keep that mask on me n*gga, that’s my counterfeit
pull up in that challenger ’bout challengers, that’s my *n*lysis
hold up, i’m fl!ckin’ ashes in the ashtray
and i asked ’em where ash lay, y’all ain’t call s
now she sendin’ sad face, gettin’ money the fast way
grindin’ hard to the last day, i run it up like its leg day, n*gga

[chorus: jid]
yeah, alright
gimme all that cash, n*gga, hurry up and buy
put it in the bags, bricks falln’ out the sky
i can make that money fly, that’s a bird
c*ck a nine, if you heard you can’t die, you concur (uh, ah, sh*t, yeah)
gimme all that cash, n*gga, hurry up and buy
put it in the bag, this sh*t falln’ out the sky
i can make that money fly, that’s a bird
c*ck a nine, if you heard you can’t die, you concur

[verse 2: jid]
okay, comin’ for the cheddar ’til i’m dead or i get a war wound
weather the storm, get an umbrella ’cause it’s rainin’
p*ssy cats and dog food, and the catch is comin’ for y’all foods
accelerate, hit the rt, r2*d2
school of you n*ggas, the one, two, plus you is three stooges
word to my mucus, i spill juices
’bout to cop a noose ’cause i’m already strange fruit, and
if my diamonds is twinklin’ then they think i ain’t dangerous
hangman, hangin’ there, bang, bang, bangin’ that thing, thing
’til my wrist sprained, maintain, ring janglin’, janglin’
and the real n*ggas all goin’ away ’til i came in with the party favors
all the flavors, modern day, super gamma with the ultra rays
new atlanta for you monkey n*ggas, got two banana clips, f*ck a fade
don’t tempt me, gassed up
but i run empty with the five wired and the .45 on three wires, man

- hardo lyrics

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