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koudelka - hardrock lyrics

[intro]
(mom, polack’s making beats again)
(avantegardian)

[chorus]
play that bih’ like a game, koudelka
rockin’ helmut lang, and bottega
we got bread for show, bodega
take that n*gga under, undertaker
it’s a cold, cold game, it’s a cold, cold life
sound like kurt cobain, when i get close to this mic
they tryna’ drag my name, why the f*ck? i just came into the game

[verse]
my hourglass keep flippin’ back and forth
if they keep talkin’, we gon’ resort to force
we gon’ walk in and we gon’ make some noise
not lil durk, but i sure got “the voice”
was some n*ggas that was up, but i surpassed
now they look up to me, thеy really all bad
everybody in herе turnt as f*ck, we geeked on gas
throw that b*tch a plastic barbie, she got ass
yeah, that horsepower, push the gas
can’t waste no hours, gotta dash
only time i go outside is for the cash
i been locked in the stu’, i won’t even [?]
model b*tch she want a birkin, birkin bag
got some shooters down the road with the tags
got some shooters down the road, right with they mags
got some shooters down the road, they ain’t afraid to blast
everybody runnin’ from me, don’t come in last
catch up now, this lifestyle is fast
n*ggas playing catch*up, catch*up ’cause they trash
they gon’ just get passed up, passed up, they won’t last
’cause i’m comin’ straight for hands, i ain’t playin’ no games
they see me doin’ my thing, it’s hard to stay in they lane
couple richard milles, richard, richard millie plain
i don’t even check the time, i just woke up because i can
got labels go loco, this sh*t goin’ global
everytime i’m with a b*tch, she ask, “how that’s on go?”
she gon’ suck and eat away, she already know how it go
told me that she want it fast, she don’t want that sh*t slow
i said, “okay, let’s go”
[chorus]
play that bih’ like a game, koudelka
rockin’ helmut lang, and bottega
we got bread for show, bodega
take that n*gga under, undertaker
it’s a cold, cold game, it’s a cold, cold life
sound like kurt cobain, when i get close to this mic
they tryna’ drag my name, why the f*ck? i just came into the game

[outro]
(mom, polack’s making beats again)

- hardrock lyrics

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