Hardy Boyz ft. TCU Hink Lyrics

That's gotta be 20 feet in the air

He don't care

Jeff Hardy

The thrill seeker

Oh my God

SWAN

TON

BOMB

Whistle This another one

4 Nick Chew a nigga flesh like it's bubble gum

Shit the K-Hold 50 shit we need to buy another drum

Juug this lil' nigga for his heat tryna flex with his brother gun

Get a nigga popped this bitch tryna play me like a fuckin' bum

Niggas do slides where I'm comin' from

Nigga don't get jumped by the gang in the club this ain't no one-on-one

Fucked her every bit of two minutes once I get this first nut I'm done

Lil' bitch bend it over for me I go fuckin' dumb

This ain't no parade but I'll march down your block with that fuckin' drum

Bitch yo baby daddy only put a gram in woods he a fuckin' bum

We be smokin' back-to-back might need a pair of lungs

Ay ay I'm tryna bust bricks

Way I dance on that MC Hammer couldn't touch this

Lil' Freak bitch a set the play on every nigga that you run with

Handheld with a drum and a scope I be really on some nut shit

The AR pistol got a whole hunnid rounds you can't duck this

If I have you slide after dark don't get to talkin' hoe jus suck dick

If you ain't gang you can't get no handshake we probably bump fists

We blowing 8ths shit another one of these Gon make my lungs quit

Nigga that's that one shit

Make a bankroll come quick

Make a nigga dope feind jump ship

Drop 50 shots on the opp fuck around and came drum kit

Or I can have my youngin shoot a movie you Gon think he cannon with the drum stick

Whistle I ain't Devin Miles

See me with a drum on a glizzy that's a lot of rounds

I got 50 bullets,m that's for 50 niggas let me dumb it down

I couldn't chase him pull the pistol out my boot and had to walk him down

Early mornin' walk up on him like Jehovah's Witness

Niggas had problems they was droppin' locations they was supposed to get it

Fat nigga cookin' in the booth straight drop no soda in it

Don't b asking bout no nigga you don't see up in my section we don't know them niggas

Bitch I feel like 80's who the fuck is you

Lil' nigga posted with the glizzy he gon' fuckin' shoot

I can't get into specifics but my nigga in the kitchen turnin' one to two

It's a different type of game when I send my team to play and tell em run and shoot

Who got grenades for sale I need some ammo that'll kill a group

Choppa get to spittin' like a nigga with a missin tooth

If you try me probably pop up in your bushes nigga peek a boo

Lil' nigga really tender bought a bitch and she gon' pick and choose

Bitch that nigga lame as hell he still wearin' trus

My nigga loco just like Uber Eats he pull up servin food

We done took off on the staties in a hemi you in a Chevy Cruze

My lil' brother think he a mechanic cause he keep a tool

I know a nigga that be 'fakin like he really in a trap but he silver spoon

I know a book smart nigga but he really goon

I know you can swim cause your baby mama pussy like a swim pool

Lil' bitch ass on fat but the neck don't finish move

Ouu blue strips she be gettin' to

Yo bitch but I'm the nigga that she give em' to

Uh real street shit what I'm into

Chopstick fuck around and knock a nigga's shit loose

Chopstick'll make a pussy bleed like a menstrual

I'm bout to hit him with some shit that I don't think that he gon' live through

I'll Pull up with it wipe a nigga nose don't need tissue

Pull up wit the Kel TEC be lookin kinda big but it's a pistol

I done put a bitch on him thought he had a mission I done tricked you

Pull up then put Nina on the nigga let her kiss you

If I had him here to slide then we ain't talkin' what's the issue

The AR got a flashlight and a green sight it won't miss

Jeff Hardy twist of fate

Oh here it comes

We're gonna have new champions

SWAN TON BOMB

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The Hardy Boys are tag team champions once again

I can't believe it I can't believe it

Here are your winners and the new tag team champions

The Hardy Boys