"Ed Hardy" lyrics
([?], melody)
(MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY)
Huh, I don't care if I lose, shawty (Lose)
Tats on me (Tats) like Ed Hardy (Ed)
Slime that nigga like Jeff Hardy
Fat ass, just like ours (Ours)
Watch me like a cartel
Sing him in his heart (Heart)
Bitch, I want your part (Huh?), got VETEMENTS on my garments
All of my opps touring days
Boop, boop-boop (Touring days)
I don't love bitches, need hoes nonetheless (I don't love bitches, I don't, I don't)
Niggas be pussy, ain't fuckin' with us (Slatt, slatt)
I swear on the gang, lil' nigga, it's us (Slatt, slatt), what?
I be so high, uh, uh, I be so fly, uh (Uh)
I get that money (I get that money), I will not lie
I got that fire (I got that fire), I got my fire, uh (Yeah)
You playin', you die (You playin', you die)
We catch you outside, you can't catch me outside
Bitches know I'm the wave (Way), just like some tides (Just like tides)
Nigga ain't trim, talkin' 'bout he gon' ride (Pussy-ass nigga)
Talkin' 'bout he gon' slide (Pussy-ass nigga), talkin' 'bout he got vibes (Pussy-ass boy)
Talkin' 'bout he get money (Money), tellin' all these lies (Slatt)
Tattled to his music (What?), it was trash (Trash-ass nigga)
I told that nigga music, "Damn, that shit so trash," like
Damn, that bitch so bad, like (Bitch), damn, that ass so fat, like (What?)
I keep on poppin' these tags, like (Huh?)
I got a VETEMENTS bag (VETEMENTS)
Bitch, I love my bad ho (Oh, yeah)
I just fucked a bad ho (Sh-yeah)
Hop out G, no camo, hop out the [?]
Damn, my pockets so fat, huh, that's why I'm gon' sag (Bitch)
I don't think I have jet lag no more (Phew)
I'm finna call my speed (Woah)
[?], on my dick, huh?
VETEMENTS on my feet, huh?
Rockstar, grab my seat, bitch
Two pints in my Tris (Two)
Got one in my cup, it don't fit, huh?
Fu-fuck it, might grab my lil' blick (Boop, bleugh)
No, I don't fuck with that kid (Pussy-ass)
No, bitch, I don't fuck with that bitch (Bitch)
Hahaha
I don't want that bitch, uh
No, I don't want that bitch, uh, woah
Jump out the shit, jump out the—, woah
Jump out the shit, jump out the—, woah
I bet, yeah, yeah, woah, woah
I don't want that bitch, uh
Don't fuck with that bitch
Huh, I don't care if I lose, shawty (Lose)
Tats on me (Tats) like Ed Hardy (Ed)
Slime that nigga like Jeff Hardy
Fat ass, just like ours (Ours)
Watch me like a cartel
Sing him in his heart (Heart)
Bitch, I want your part (Huh?), got VETEMENTS on my garments (VETEMENTS)
Forget what you did to me? (Forget what you did to me)
I won't forget what you did to me (I won't forget what you did to me, no)
These niggas really my mini-mes (Fhmph, fhmph, fhmph, go)
These niggas really ain't feelin' me
Someone gon' make the ceiling
I get fly like a bitch (Bitch)
I got a [?], black tee (Let's go)
I just might sign that boy for free, huh?
She fuck with me, she got beat
She say lil' Nine havin' a scene
I can't stop, I'm finna be rich
Sometimes I be feelin' sick (Sometimes, what?), 'cause niggas ain't fuckin' with this
And she gon' suck on the dick (Suck, let's go)
She know a nigga [?]
Nigga, I stay outside, I'm me (Boop)
I go outside just to show my fit
You threw me that ho, I caught her like a kick
That boy ain't Nsomnia, that nigga got kicked
That nigga ain't it
(Bleugh)
(MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY)
Huh, I don't care if I lose, shawty (Lose)
Tats on me (Tats) like Ed Hardy (Ed)
Slime that nigga like Jeff Hardy
Fat ass, just like ours (Ours)
Watch me like a cartel
Sing him in his heart (Heart)
Bitch, I want your part (Huh?), got VETEMENTS on my garments
All of my opps touring days
Boop, boop-boop (Touring days)
I don't love bitches, need hoes nonetheless (I don't love bitches, I don't, I don't)
Niggas be pussy, ain't fuckin' with us (Slatt, slatt)
I swear on the gang, lil' nigga, it's us (Slatt, slatt), what?
I be so high, uh, uh, I be so fly, uh (Uh)
I get that money (I get that money), I will not lie
I got that fire (I got that fire), I got my fire, uh (Yeah)
You playin', you die (You playin', you die)
We catch you outside, you can't catch me outside
Bitches know I'm the wave (Way), just like some tides (Just like tides)
Nigga ain't trim, talkin' 'bout he gon' ride (Pussy-ass nigga)
Talkin' 'bout he gon' slide (Pussy-ass nigga), talkin' 'bout he got vibes (Pussy-ass boy)
Talkin' 'bout he get money (Money), tellin' all these lies (Slatt)
Tattled to his music (What?), it was trash (Trash-ass nigga)
I told that nigga music, "Damn, that shit so trash," like
Damn, that bitch so bad, like (Bitch), damn, that ass so fat, like (What?)
I keep on poppin' these tags, like (Huh?)
I got a VETEMENTS bag (VETEMENTS)
Bitch, I love my bad ho (Oh, yeah)
I just fucked a bad ho (Sh-yeah)
Hop out G, no camo, hop out the [?]
Damn, my pockets so fat, huh, that's why I'm gon' sag (Bitch)
I don't think I have jet lag no more (Phew)
I'm finna call my speed (Woah)
[?], on my dick, huh?
VETEMENTS on my feet, huh?
Rockstar, grab my seat, bitch
Two pints in my Tris (Two)
Got one in my cup, it don't fit, huh?
Fu-fuck it, might grab my lil' blick (Boop, bleugh)
No, I don't fuck with that kid (Pussy-ass)
No, bitch, I don't fuck with that bitch (Bitch)
Hahaha
I don't want that bitch, uh
No, I don't want that bitch, uh, woah
Jump out the shit, jump out the—, woah
Jump out the shit, jump out the—, woah
I bet, yeah, yeah, woah, woah
I don't want that bitch, uh
Don't fuck with that bitch
Huh, I don't care if I lose, shawty (Lose)
Tats on me (Tats) like Ed Hardy (Ed)
Slime that nigga like Jeff Hardy
Fat ass, just like ours (Ours)
Watch me like a cartel
Sing him in his heart (Heart)
Bitch, I want your part (Huh?), got VETEMENTS on my garments (VETEMENTS)
Forget what you did to me? (Forget what you did to me)
I won't forget what you did to me (I won't forget what you did to me, no)
These niggas really my mini-mes (Fhmph, fhmph, fhmph, go)
These niggas really ain't feelin' me
Someone gon' make the ceiling
I get fly like a bitch (Bitch)
I got a [?], black tee (Let's go)
I just might sign that boy for free, huh?
She fuck with me, she got beat
She say lil' Nine havin' a scene
I can't stop, I'm finna be rich
Sometimes I be feelin' sick (Sometimes, what?), 'cause niggas ain't fuckin' with this
And she gon' suck on the dick (Suck, let's go)
She know a nigga [?]
Nigga, I stay outside, I'm me (Boop)
I go outside just to show my fit
You threw me that ho, I caught her like a kick
That boy ain't Nsomnia, that nigga got kicked
That nigga ain't it
(Bleugh)
