Harden ft. Jaded Lyrics

(Shut the fuck up, Mallory)

Ha, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Woah, yeah, yeah

Ayy, grip on the stick like huh?

Like, boy you don't want no war

I got exes on my line, but I can't talk I'm a whore

Got another one at my door, come another time I'll give you a tour

You swear I'm a dog, but I'm just from the 4

Run with the big dogs, I'ma leave your ass sore, huh

I cannot die, you know I'm too important

Catch a vibe, know I love when it's storming

Boy don't try, glock give you a warning

Homicide, yellow tape in the morning

Summertime, I was high til' the morning

Now I'm back trying to bag me a foreign

Ayy, look, now I'm back trying to bag me a foreign

But I'll keep the beamer til' I'm soaring

Harden buckets, all my bruddas is scoring

(Woah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay like

Cop a pint, yeah, you know that I'm scoring

Brothers come with me, my double cup, pour it

Dumped my last one for all of that whoring

Dumped my last one 'cause she was so boring

Feel like Carti, bitch, I hop in a foreign

Got on Cartier, but I am not foreign

Got a new girl on my side, she adoring

Thinking bout cuffing her, fuck it, she gorgeous

12 on my ass, I stomp it and floor it

Top of the game like I'm Randy Orton

Huh, wait

Top of the game like I'm Randy Orton

Couple girls hitting my line

Said she just wanna be mine

I'm fucking and breaking her spine

Hit it once, and I made her come twice

At this point, I'm just thinking 'bout life

Wake up, get to it, I gotta get mine

Only a big blunt getting me right

I'm rolling a blunt, get me high, wait

Catch a vibe, yeah, you know that's important

Lost a lot when I was young, I've been mourning

Missing those days when you'd text me good morning

Missing those days when we'd fuck in the morning

Take a percocet, know that I'm snoring

High up in the sky, you know that I'm soaring

We ain't working out, why you wan' force it?

(We ain't working out, why you wan' force it?) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah