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harder than fent - semihomie lyrics

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[intro]
(hahaha)
(hey marii this sh*t crank)
uh, uh, on the men
(i*i*i love you [?])
on the men

[chorus]
my members will come sn*tch your chain if you lacking
drop that sh*t on his house we the reason he packing
i just caught me some [?] roll the sh*t out my .22
i’m riding with jai you know me and hashtag do
spike that’s my heart love him like he my mother son
n*gga know that i bagged him on the men he ain’t do nothing
i [?] perc’ and it’s going on three something
she with her sister i’m tryna f*ck both of ’em
we got two cars, we go through on both of ’em
free the men i’m praying like sh*t for their case
if wе beefing why the f*ck would you text me you [?]?
this b*tch hair good say hеr name out the cleanest
i get in that mode, i won’t give a f*ck
i lay your eyes on you on my soul i’ma hit
i be taking down n*ggas i don’t be catching no hits
this a drac’ this b*tch hit harder than fent’

[verse]
b*tch don’t ask, you know these amiris
these n*ggas know me my .22 [?]
you want to beef [?]
i’m f*cking with cuz, i’m waking up early
the law be listening so i can’t tell you for what
i’ll take down a crowd everybody get the f*ck down
silence lil’ shhh i’m sitting on a hundred now
sh*t hashtag gang we really chase sh*t down
blocked this b*tch she ain’t wanna throw me no opp now she calling no caller id
g30 a .22 and a blatt we was kirking that whole week
she bagged you for money this b*tch look weak
i’ll tie your ass up if you got enough money
i don’t even be chasing this n*ggas be lacking
my members on sh*t so your chain they’ll sn*tch
we been running the north still run the north and n*gga ain’t sh*t ’bout to change
n*gga had the ups on me he was scared and sh*t he ain’t even aim
you ain’t gotta tell me if you real or fake that vibe i feel it
i’m so deep in the streets my b*tch be worried she say “boo that’s why i’m [?]”
if you ain’t never hop out a car you need to shut the f*ck up
if you miss on the drop you need to shut the f*ck up
if you got bagged for your glock you need to shut the f*ck up
i’m getting money i just put a thirty up
drac’ on the market on 2800 he think i’ma buy it i’m bagging his ass
thinking ’bout buying me a cartier lil’ nineteen racks or i can buy a five dollar mask
i hear what you saying in your songs but i ain’t here to hear ’bout your work n*gga you gotta show me
f*cking with cuz might push up in a range rover
this g22 hit harder than hangover
you want your sh*t back you gotta send them racks over
lil’ ma’ know i get active she starting to accept it
thinking ’bout yz miss the sh*t out you n*gga
’bout to f*ck on this b*tch and i took down her baby father
sh*t hashtag gang we ’bout to bring back the [?]
n*gga i don’t want your b*tch i just had to [?] her
n*gga when this sh*t all said and done we winning regardless
you try to run when i bag you i’m grabbing your collar
this sh*t for the men we might kirk in a h*llcat
my old b*tch just text me “you ain’t go to h*ll yet?”
i be smoking out bags you be struggling to sell that
n*gga turned hot and his work they selled that
[chorus]
my members will come sn*tch your chain if you lacking
drop that sh*t on his house we the reason he packing
i just caught me some [?] roll the sh*t out my .22
i’m riding with jai you know me and hashtag do
spike that’s my heart love him like he my mother son
n*gga know that i bagged him on the men he ain’t do nothing
i [?] perc’ and it’s going on three something
she with her sister i’m tryna f*ck both of ’em
we got two cars, we go through on both of ’em
free the men i’m praying like sh*t for their case
if we beefing why the f*ck would you text me you [?]?
this b*tch hair good say her name out the cleanest
i get in that mode, i won’t give a f*ck
i lay your eyes on you on my soul i’ma hit
i be taking down n*ggas i don’t be catching no hits
this a drac’ this b*tch hit harder than fent’

[outro]
(hey marii this sh*t crank)

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