James Harden

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Rollin, gave a molly to yo ho and told her keep it focused

They be on my dick then talk behind my back like we ain't notice

**** always wanna talk about that bag, **** show it

**** always wanna talk about the past, **** do it

Bitch, I coulda went out sad but I keep on goin' stupid

I keep making **** mad every time I drop some music

This two hunnid on the dash, stomp that bitch, I'm so abusive

I got James Harden shooters, they got rockets just like Houston

Why lie? I got too much to say

I got bread, she got ass, lotta cake

See the feds, do the dash, fuck a brake

And you **** not gon' last, I can see it in yo face

Gave my car a hard drive 'cause that coupe outta space

I got real mob ties, boy, you too outta place

Yo bitch give me side eyes, she gon' do what it take

Burn this bitch like cyanide, take the roof off the place

****, you a bad lie, I'm the truth, bitch, I'm great

Got a Trinidad dime, she gon' do what I say

Need Christina millions in my bank by the way

Bitch, I put the city on, you got rank 'round yo way

Rollin, gave a molly to yo ho and told her keep it focused

They be on my dick then talk behind my back like we ain't notice

**** always wanna talk about that bag, **** show it

**** always wanna talk about the past, **** do it

Bitch, I coulda went out sad but I keep on goin' stupid

I keep making **** mad every time I drop some music

This two hunnid on the dash, stomp that bitch, I'm so abusive

I got James Harden shooters, they got rockets just like Houston