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hardrock - fight nite lyrics

[intro]
huh
sh+t (saint in this muh’f+cka)
real deal poppin’, you know what i’m sayin’
i showed you, i’ll show you again
ight bet, yeah (slatt)

[chorus]
i know i’m the best, i don’t care what the f+ck they sayin’, i do not listen
mama told me i gotta get off the god d+mn block, but i cannot listen (nah, nah, nah)
money comin’ in, yeah i get that paper (ya), mama i get that paper (ya, ya)
[?], this a escalator (ya), i’m goin’ up, escalator (ya, ya)
fight night sh+t, knock it out (knock it out), yeah
hoes at my [?], knock it out (uh+huh), yeah
i got brothers in jail who might just never get out
i don’t need pump fakers, i need n+ggas who shoot it out
upside down cross, but it’s all thanks to god
you must’ve been brainwashed, you must’ve forgot (uh)
who the bestest n+gga really f+ckin’ is (sh+t)
got the ice on me, i’m cold likе mini fridge (slatty)
get dm’s from thotties, thе b+tches, the n+ggas (slatt), who wanna come work wit’ the n+gga (woah)
my [?] super small, i don’t f+ck wit’ no liquors (yeah, yeah)
don’t need for no hesi’, i’m gon’ pull the trigger
he think he makin’ noise, all i hear is crickets
18 years old, made a whole lot of digits (whole lotta digits)
fresh in the game, made a whole lot of digits (whole lotta digits)
benjamins, yeah, stuffed in my britches (benjamins, benjamins)
we don’t know you, yo’ main hoe don’t like you (woah)
she despise you, i know that because she came over (slatt)
if she told me, i’m boutta just call up johnny
tell him give me all vvs, all vvs
[verse]
(yeah) low degrees (yeah), (yeah) low degree (woah), (woah) low degrees (woah, woah)
i really was lookin’ for comp, but it ain’t no competition (ain’t no competition)
i really got used to the label (yeah), and the way that i’m livin’ (the way that i’m livin’)
walk in the bank and they know the name (they know the+, they know, they know the name)
ball like [?], shoot at the [?] (shoot at the+, shoot at, shoot at the [?])
got stars on the roof and i got some fame (yeah, yeah, yeah, ah)
i left some behind but i ain’t ashamed (i ain’t ashamed)
cause i can look up and make money rain

[chorus]
i know i’m the best, i don’t care what the f+ck they sayin’, i do not listen (yeah)
mama told me i gotta get off the god d+mn block (woah), but i cannot listen (yeah)
money comin’ in, yeah i get that paper (get that paper), mama i get that paper (yeah, yeah)
[?], this a escalator (escalator), i’m goin’ up, escalator
fight night sh+t, knock it out (knock it out), yeah
hoes at my [?], knock it out, yeah
i got brothers in jail who might just never get out (woah)
i don’t need pump fakers, i need n+ggas who shoot it out
upside down cross, but it’s all thanks to god (yeah)
you must’ve been brainwashed, you must’ve forgot (uh+uh)
who the bestest n+gga really f+ckin’ is (me)
got the ice on me, i’m cold like mini fridge (yeah)
get dm’s from thotties, the b+tches, the n+ggas, who wanna come work wit’ the n+gga
my [?] super small, i don’t f+ck wit’ no liquors
don’t need for no hesi’, i’m gon’ pull the trigger
he think he makin’ noise, all i hear is crickets
18 years old, made a whole lot of digits
fresh in the game, made a whole lot of digits
benjamins, yeah, stuffed in my britches
we don’t know you (nah), yo’ main hoe don’t like you
she despise (yeah) you (yeah), i know that because she came over
if she told me (sh+t), i’m boutta just call up johnny
tell him give me all vvs (vvs), all vvs
[outro]
all vvs, all vvs, all vvs, all vvs, all vvs, all vvs, all vvs, all vvs, all vvs

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