James Harden Lyrics

Aye nigga I bang free ya bitch

All fly niggas get cheese pushin foreign whips

I been getting head from yo bitch I done doze off

She gotta nigga rock hard damn I'm fna blow off

Freaky lil bitch she wana suck me til it go soft

She gotta nigga back up you know I'm fna go off

We tootin big shit don't give a fuck bout the damn law

It's Free my nephew John John like Ross nigga ima Boss

Bitch I been on point I'm gettin money like im James harden

Sixth man got my own team now a nigga balling

Bottle poppin chillen with yo bitch she coming in da morning

We sent her home at 4:18 she top me but she boring

(1453 ya hear me) Haha It ain't no cuffin baby

Bad bitch an she on her shit I kinda like Ms Daisy

Young bitch tryna flip a brick an she wana pay me

I could a make a star off the bench feeling like I'm Brady

It's in me my nigga to be a stunna I ain't lil turk

You ain't made for this shit if u ain't hustling nga go to work

I be stepping on niggas wrong move left em ina hearse

You niggas late to the field all madden hit stick em first

500 degrees fire man bitch I think I'm wezzy

Tag teaming yo bitch wall to wall feeling like I'm breezy

We be trappin dat white girl snowman bitch I think I'm jeezy

Put some holes in his shirt he walking round looking like he yezzy

No cuffin , Berry B